Suppose we lived together in the same house Kim, I wouldn’t like
it. Not because I don’t like to live with you, it’s the concept of house that I
hate. If destiny will ever put us entwined somewhere, I wish it would be
outside the walls, outside confinement. But of course in such circumstance, you
might not even survive. You are a domesticated cat, while I am a nomadic bum.
You are reared with certain customs, while I am bound to fritter away with time
and space. If we live together, each of us will perhaps be deprived of livability. Must
we therefore be thankful that we live separately? Yes, unless we really care to
consider the word adaptation. If frogs estivate and squirrels hibernate, why
can’t we learn to adapt, given the strong motivation of love, which is more
than merely animal drive?

From biological reckoning I now move to a chemical one—
just think of a mayonnaise, and then you’ll remember that the vinegar and oil
are naturally immiscible. We are immiscible as we have suggested several times.
But maybe in our situation, love will emulsify us the way the egg yolk does in
the mayonnaise. 

Now from Chemistry I will proceed to Physics. (up next is Newtonian Infinitesimal Calculus)

I also like to talk about the universal law of “opposite
attracts” but, I learned from observation that it is only true in magnetism. Much
had been disproved in its relation to sociological nature of humans. Do you
always see geeks grooving with the gang, or feminists toasting with the pimps?
But we are not that extremely opposites, we are actually identical in so many
aspects. It is just that we are at odds in finding a crossroad where our
requirements for surviving together will meet. We always mention spiritual
union, of indestructible ties that bound us. Yet we never really struggled to reach
each other physically, we relied too much of the intangible.

Now I retract from an earlier presumption. Suppose we lived
together, we could have had loved each other better that it is useless for us
to sign on certain terms. I would have had my Dolby-Surround laughs; you would
have had your grumbles over crumbs of bread and misaligned rugs. We could have
had the longest pillow-fight in history. We could have had tussled for
remote-control ownership. We could have had invented the freakiest board game.
We could have had fathered another artistic and philosophical movement. We
could have had revolutionized music and cinema. We could have had killed a cat
for no reason, or experimented on tasting human meat and charged it to
experience. We could have had hated each other occasionally, or even threatened
to kill each other with a pointy gleaming knife. We could have had moments that
redefine friendship, if we lived together earlier.

Now if we live together, whether in a house, in a forest or
in the streets, we put to test our hypotheses. Will physical closeness deepen
our need of each other? Or will it make one or both of us bland and reduced?

Now is the time when I challenge you. You are legal now, you
deserve independence. You always had the key to free yourself, get out. I do
not say get out and abandon your world; I say get out and meet my world with a
closer look.

Meet me outside, where I can share with you the spectacles
of true friendship.

I write this in response to your blog entry, which made me
cry. I’m sorry if I failed to visit you yesterday, my migraine put me to sloth-like
sleep. I am very much excited to film our version of free hugs campaign, let us
schedule a meeting with Lee. Mwah.

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