What New Delirium About Love Do We Have?

Jun 07, 2019

Today I was asking my uncle what I should write about. He told me to write about love, as if people still wanted a new point of view on this dodgy subject.

Lately I thought my definition of love was very simple: it has to be intense. If it’s not intense, then this is not love. For example, I’m still thinking about the chemotherapy I did when I was 17 years old and it’s intense.

It’s the kind of love that’s really expensive. The one that leaves you in ruins and begging for attention like a whore.

It’s true love can be mysterious and life must be serious; but without love where would we be now? I can talk about it since I’m taking a neuroleptic to avoid intense emotions. I’m nowhere at the moment and the only place I can go is a coffee shop.

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Who Needs Security Until The Bitter End?

One thing I learned during my life is that you have to take risks. Everyday I’m waking up and I’m going out of my home. Even if it means just having a cup of coffee. Of course, I could go visit the Niagara Falls again or dive into a signal processing course full of mathematics (which is the only thing preventing me from making a living out of it).

So what can be the one thing that’s preventing this blog from succeeding? A few months ago, a friend came to me and told me “it wouldn’t work out”. He didn’t see the benefits or the fundamentals that should allow this blog to succeed. Needless to say I wasn’t surprised by what he said.

It’s incredible the negativity that’s in the air. People wait on the sun most of the time. But what if you could summon it when you need it? Are we condemned to wait for an oasis all our lives?

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How Can Words Become Trivial?

Lately I was wondering who needed words when you got a climate. But then I realised that without words I couldn’t ask for a cup of coffee or a lemonade.

Today I’m writing these lines almost on the verge of a heart attack. That’s because I’m 38 years old and witnessed a lot of dominant ideas like “pleasure knows no limit” or “that crocodile smile seems enticing”.

It’s true sometimes you don’t have to speak a lot and you can shut up and relax a bit. But right now the dominant idea makes me speak as if I was tortured in a Syrian prison. I have to tell everything I know and I will get no money.

Today I feel just like a child and I have to explain the war. I’m trying hard but it seems it was just another bad case of a country that we ruled like a classroom. Don’t be surprised if you feel like you’re 14 years old and riding broomsticks.

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What Love Can Turn You Cold As Ice?

I had the privilege of having a 3 years relationship with a girl and I must say it was awesome even though we had some nightmares to deal with. Anyway, as in all relationships, some love can turn you cold as ice: it’s when it’s not balanced. For example, you buy her a DVD and get nothing in return.

Also the kind of girl that plays with a knife with a weird look on the face should be discarded right away. It means she spent too much time in the kitchen and she has food allergies.

I know what you think: I’m writing from the point of view of a man. So I will try to make fun of myself.

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What Do You Think About When Making Love?

I must confess, when I make love, I’m thinking of a few teachers that ruined my life. They didn’t do it on purpose I guess but it seems they misjudged a fundamental thing: I’m an oriental christian and since I was born I was persecuted and tortured.

Maybe I’m also thinking of Russians and their wonderful “no class” system. At the moment, I don’t have any class. I’m not even wondering if I have enough class: I don’t have any class at all.

It’s kind of weird when you think about it. I guess it can happen when a memory from your lonesome past cannot melt your cold heart. Anyway I ditched my class a long time ago to follow the footsteps of my cousins. My ears after “little prick” and “fucking dike” turned me into a Muhammad Ali.

As long as it’s intense then you know it’s love. Maybe it’s also about how long it lasts and how many people are feeling it.

Nicolas Sursock

Nicolas is a musician. His work now focuses on digesting 10000 songs of jazz, blues, soul, rock, funk and electronic. He plays the guitar if he's not blogging!