My Dear Kat,
The experience of our union has some peculiar properties, notably that you and I report the same thing. When one of us proffers a description, the other says “Uh-Huh” in agreement. Pretty much always. Now you and I have led different lives, have different bodies with sex organs of different types, and whose nervous systems are not connected. So either there’s a lot of coincidence going on, or WE’RE HAVING THE SAME EXPERIENCE. We approach so close, we are so in touch, literally and metaphorically, that we are both conscious of the shape and extent of the boundary between us. I don’t mean boundary in the “barrier, blockage, unavailable” sense, but that of junction, connection, surface. It exists in meta-space (no time to explain that now), and we both see its shape, albeit from opposite sides, and so we recognise our pattern in the other.
Maybe I’m getting to lyrical and theoretical there. I don’t experience it like that. Instead, I’m in quiet agreement with you as you speak. Always. Oh, there may be some straightening out of terms, but the agreement is there. How odd is that?
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