Some thoughts this Father's Day...

From a conversation with a friend, on the nature of romance...

"Ah, perhaps.  It has happened a couple of times, I thought, though it has never led to a lasting relationship.  I am on a long-term experiment (some 30 years now?) to see if the feelings of connection are anything more than an evolutionary ruse designed to compel us to procreate.  An addiction to the oxycontin that my own brain produces for itself, in response to that subtle concoction of grace, inner life, and physical geometry I call "soulmate".  My own personal heroin factory, that leads nowhere once my genetic material has been harvested.  Like an exhausted male praying mantis, sacrificing it's head for the sake of (the illusion of?) union."