Sweet, Nekoshema... Thank you much for attempting to make some sense of my ramblings and even parse enough together to offer your very own solutions. Tell me more about your "Honeyjar"!?!?
Aye, buy I may not seek just anybody's honey jar. Surely not all jars of honey are of the same flavor... and there is something magical in personalized exchange of thoughts, feelings, and ideas... something your alias suggests, no? Anyhow, thank you for your advice, sir. I will search out these varied honey jars. And extend my hopes that you find yourself and in that finding find some measure of comfort.
Seriously, cut the flowery language it does not help you one bit. To Brysings comment though, that is more personal perspective, some people believe Curses are more profound and 'ignoring it' makes it go away, some believe the other way around.
Can't tell you what is true or not, I'm not in your shoes. But from what you have been saying, I am going to agree with Brysing on this one though, mainly because it doesn't sound like a curse, just sounds like you're obsessing over someone.
And again, cut with that flowery high flown language, this is the 21st Century not Shakespeares era.
The subject of my language is closed, weather whether you continue on about it or not. And as far as help is concerned I feel I've found several bits of knowledge here. Most helpful. The curse is real, given that their are differing ideas as to what a curse entails. Is it borne only from huddling over candles, salts and dolls? Could it be that their is magic fleeting as it might be in the attraction between two... an unwitting curse. If you do not have an answer it means not that there is error in the question. Mysteries abound in this life. Chanting "mote it be" is only flowery language, after all. Anyhow... I do appreciate the dialogue, friend.
