don't love me too much

yes, it is most likely yet another one of my semi-sarcastic even sardonic silly misleading titles that present me as unaware of some basic cosmic fact (like you can't love too much, duh) because here amongst the humans the language is so certainly abused due, in part, to the warped perspective of reality most people have because the reality most call reality is based in layers of deception and delusion, but that's beside the point, maybe... in any case, the reasoning behind the title (you remember the title?) is multifold, but primarily yet one more attempt to laugh at the loneliness or being without depth in the interactions in this life and perhaps just as much my understanding (or perception, at least) that what most call love is not love at aall, that is to say, there is not much love in what most humans call love... so my point just may be (leaving plenty of wiggle room for compromise in a shared understanding of the words, aye?) don't come with typical human love because it is laced with poisons (insecurities, lies, possessiveness, demands, judgments, prerequisites, greed, fear, and a whole lot of other motives and emotions that have nothing to do with love)... so what i mean is, unless you know love, don't love me too much, m'ok?...

and then there is the self-mockery of potentially pushing away even the most warped form of human love while having so little of any kind of love in this life at the moment other than the dear somewhat distant caring of a friend and roommate and some others who care from afar... but this is not time for lament for i choose this circumstance because, well, the first paragraph and title kind of explains it... if you don't get it (and want to), feel free to inquire within... number is on the right...

narf :)