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1975-04-10

Thursday, April 10th, 1975 
         I came to this for detachment
         knowing, that of attachment, I'd had the best.

         I look in their eyes, crying, 'love me'.

         My needs, so long soothed,
         raging above my love and detachment
         mocking my purpose
         blocking my vision
         and in the back, fear whispering,
         'love's dying, you'll lose her,
         hurry, find your way before it's too late'.

         I'm right, though I can't remember why
         amid this rage of emotions.

         Let it be, is the way, I think,
         I fear I cannot turn away...

         The next depression I'll ride down
         to hell and back, I think
         just to see if it's as bad as I fear
         for, if I'm not gambling everything,
         then why am I here?

                                 gallagher
                                 10 Apr 75

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

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1975-04-15 Dominance

Tuesday, April 15th, 1975 
                          Dominance

      We open up to those who, we feel,
      will share our picture of ourself.

         How confident we are is proportional
         to how much of a chance we're willing to take.

      We can resist those who won't agree with us
         up to a point.

      And we can be open towards those
         we're not sure will agree with us
            up to a point.

      To practice full openness all the time
         is self destructive
      and to seek to dominate all the time
         is cowardice.

      But somewhere there are our peers
         with whom dominance and openness balance.

      to scare yourself by opening to your peers is healthy
         to be an idealist and open yourself to non peers
            is insane whether you win or lose.

                              Gallagher
                              15 April 75

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

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1975-04-21 Projection

Monday, April 21st, 1975 
                          Projection

               I asked her
                 wasn't our love clearer for the absences
                 and our moments together, sharper...

               And she said, "No",
                 that she had always loved me
                 without reservation.

                                 gallagher
                                 21 apr 75

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

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