Love has many levels, Many faces. Ancient mists… Timeless avenues. China in my heart, Qi in my blood. Jing in my bones… Shen in my
The natural ‘distance’ the net creates prevents an appreciation of beauty falling into ordinary lust and desire – which are absolutely fine within their proper context. Beauty has many levels of appreciation that can be obscured b the immediacy of sexual desire – which necessarily exists to perpetuate the species!