An Anthology of Love and Misery

“I am writing you again, because I am alone and because it troubles me always to have a dialogue with you in my head, without your knowing anything about it or hearing it or being able to answer…..You have only to be snatched away from me even in a mere dream, and I know immediately that the time has only served, as do sun and rain for plants, for growth.

But where could I find again a face, whose every feature, even every wrinkle, is a reminder of the greatest and sweetest memories of my life? Even my endless pains, my irreplaceable losses I read in your sweet countenance, and I kiss away the pain when I kiss your sweet face…”

–Karl Marx’s love letter to Jenny Von Westphalen, Manchester, June 21, 1865

“Why this deep sorrow when necessity speaks – can our love endure except through sacrifices, through not demanding everything from one another; can you change the fact that you are not wholly mine, I not wholly thine – Oh God, look out into the beauties of nature and comfort your heart with that which must be – Love demands everything and that very justly – thus it is to me with you, and to your with me.

Though still in bed, my thoughts go out to you, my Immortal Beloved, Be calm– love me–today–yesterday–what tearful longings for you–you–you–my life–my all–farewell. Oh continue to love me–never misjudge the most faithful heart of your beloved. Ever thine. Ever mine. Ever ours…..”

–Ludwig van Beethoven’s letter to Antonie Brentano, July 6, 1812

“Francis, we share the true relationship. Many couples live together under one roof and never share what we know together. Sure I miss sometimes not having more time with you in the small moments of life.

Then I think of most couples living with one another day after day, but so separate from each other in their thoughts and feelings. Francis, we have fallen in love again and again landing in the great heart, the garden that extends forever. The eternity we know is the true poetry of life. The canticle you share is music for the heart inside every heart…”

–A Love Letter to St. Francis of Assisi from St. Clare.

“How much do I long for you my lovely playful imp. You struck me helpless when I first saw you emulating the fiction of Mulan deeply expressed in your careless presentation of an unknown if not the strangest of fashion. But I was meant to be ignored then…as I was meant to be ignored for eternity.

Yet thy image remains.

For I am still in agony..why deny yourself from mine embrace? Oh darling! daughter of the morning star! The envy of Eve! My diaphanous Lilith! Not that I desire to become the finest beau of thy gloomy fata morgana. But nay! I desire for the tragic…oh let me burn inside you!

For a thousand wanderings, my soul intends to celebrate the madness of life by devouring the flesh of your beauty and bleeding you deep until you scream for more! What is life but the glorification of the forbidden emotions and eternal worship of the pleasures…

Hold unto me oh my everdearest, and grant thy arms the liberty to enfold unto mine. Walk with me into the dark alleys of love while my lips gently touching yours whispering moans that only our hearts so bespeaks… oh will you dare sin with me my everdearest love?”

–A love Letter to a mysterious Mademoiselle from Jasonjes Monteclar, May 16, 2014.

About the Author: Jasonjes Monteclar is a practicing broadcaster/commentator in one of the respected radio stations in Cebu City. He is a former professor in Social Sciences and loves to dip into books from Plato, Sartre, Kant and Nietzsche. He has extensive knowledge concerning one or more of the fields of ethics,aesthetics, epistemology, logic, metaphysics, as well as social philosophy and political philosophy.