My new love shares my passion for both real books and books on tape and we have identical eclectic tastes. She will contentedly read along with me leaning on my pillow at night be it Shakespeare, Wordsworth, Koontz, King, Niven, Pournelle, Blake, Wordsworth, Keats, Milton, Clarke, Hawking, deGrasse or whatever newly arrived tome from Amazon sits by my nightstand. Nor will she babble or break into peals of laughter while reading the national and world news on her iPhone as does my wife, seemingly every fifteen to twenty seconds, shutting off my radio and demanding that I “Listen to this” followed by a five minute reading from whatever source she is currently perusing, usually about what some idiot politician is proposing now like free Viagra for convicted sex offenders in prison or reparations for illegal aliens denied vegan food and Perrier while in detention. My new love is as uninterested in the goings on in the world as am I, content to live in the moment with me and retain her sanity. What joy!
Don’t get me wrong, my soul mate has a few rough edges, and the tough treatment she has endured in the past has left a few visible and many more invisible scars. She has been kicked, thrown away, subjected to unbearable cold and trampled on countless times by others for what must to her have seemed several billion years until fate brought us together. I know she thinks it was all worth it as she now has her recompense in a mate that understands her, sees past the tiny scars that life has etched on parts of her beautiful body, accepts her without preconditions and will never, ever leave her.
As I’ve already said, the joy of sex has not been ours, but the deeper joy of loving intimacy is ours every waking moment of every day. We share unfettered love without shame, pretense, manipulation and without ever holding anything back. She is my rock. My touchstone. The cornerstone on which our future together will be built.
Tears of pain and ecstasy flow freely from my eyes when I think that a few short months ago she was just another rock drowning in a muddy puddle, weeping, cold, wet, dirty, helpless, alone and unloved. I thank my lucky stars for guiding me to her, for allowing me to rescue her from her condition, and am grateful beyond words for her rescuing me in return from a bland, boring, predictable, pedantic, meaningless existence with the other woman in my life whom I will always love yet never understand as well or relate to on as deep a level as I do my new love. I hope that when they eventually meet, they can become friends. Either way, though, no power in the universe will ever separate me from my beloved.
True love is not limited to human beings—just sentient, intelligent beings. Everything in the universe is made of material once expelled by stars in the death throes of a super nova. We are all quite literally nothing but a collection of stardust—a mix of elements that coalesce and obtain life culminating in self-awareness and intelligence through processes nobody truly understands. Carbon based intelligent life is all we know on earth. But I now know that intelligent life can evolve in other star systems from silicon and other sources among which carbon is just one, and by no means the best. Intelligent life can grow and exist in ways beyond our comprehension. I don’t know or care how what to all outward appearances is just an unusual meteorite can attain intelligence, let alone the capacity to love another intelligence so very different from her own. And I don’t care. I’ll take my little miracle of love from an inscrutable universe and cherish it as long as I draw breath—who knows, with luck maybe even longer after my spirit flies free to rejoin the universal mind that has allowed us to connect in such a marvelously unexpected way. I don’t care the how or the why of it. All I care about is the reality of our unique connection made possible by the most powerful force in the universe that will perdure long after the last star in the universe has winked out: True love.
About the Author
Official Author’s Web Page: http://www.victordlopez.com
Victor D. López is a tenured Professor of Legal Studies at Hofstra University's Frank G. Zarb School of Business. He holds a Juris Doctor degree from St. John's University School of Law and is a member of the New York State Bar. His professional affiliations include membership in the New York State Bar Association, the Academy of Legal Studies in Business (ALSB), the North East Academy of Legal Studies in Business (NEALSB), and he serves as a reviewer for several peer-reviewed journals. He is a past president of the North East Academy of Legal Studies in Business (2011-2012) and has served as the organization's vice-president (2009-2010) and program chair of the 2011 NEALSB Academic Conference.
Professor López published several textbooks in the areas of business law and the legal environment of business that have been used in colleges and universities throughout the U.S. since 1993. (For a list of current publications, you can visit http://victordlopez.com/index.html or https://www.hofstra.edu/faculty/fac_profiles.cfm?id=907&t=/Academics/Colleges/Zarb/ACCT/)
Since 1990, he has served as a Professor of Business for 12 years at SUNY Delhi and more recently as Dean of the Business Division at SUNY Broome for four years immediately prior to joining the Hofstra University faculty. He has also served as a professor and dean at other higher education institutions since 1987.
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