This is for me a chance to unload one of my dissatisfactions.
In thinking about my life there are some things that I've observed. I am saddened by the death of a few lovers. Our mutual pleasure and extraordinary intensity are gone. They're gone and they cannot be fully remembered, recorded nor made part of the historical record. They were truly ephemeral fleeting and magnificent.
I know that is true of countless human interactions. It has been up to poetry, fiction, storytelling and music to try and capture that. Sometimes it succeeds.
The title of the blog deals with another element in my life. I wish I had found more people to argue with, to debate with, to carry on in intense and exciting conversation. Conversation that destroys one's vision, perception and world are of enormous power and reward.
If there had been more, I would be even more grateful.