Many threads back, I deduced GP and BL were NOT cut from anywhere near the same cloth. She: gregarious, wanting to build a community of environmentally friendly and responsible people, strong desire to influence those outcomes by working hard to keep her lines of communication open and tended - like a garden of like souls. A true "people person". He: A solitary type. Not so much interested in "influencing", but offering his view of a more iconoclastic, environmental experience. NOT a people person. When she posts, she gives her followers an expansive view and an invitation to participate, to embrace, to share the natural world responsibly. His posts are more a grudging peek into himself and his mobile monastery. They do meet on a cursory level, the preparations, the working toward a goal, the shared happiness of being "inside" the goal. I suspect their problems were deeper. He craved isolation as a solution to whatever in his life's experience drove him there. She wanted to embrace the world and everything in it. The deeper things. She was a nurturer, willing to go even so far as to take the blame for his lack of self-control and anger. He was, even in his manufactured world, excessively needy. He wanted a devoted pet. Ultimately, she would not be leashed. After their last public outburst, he lost it. She had said "NO" one too many times. She wouldn't give up this innate embrace of the world at large...for him. She wouldn't wear the leash...wouldn't cut herself entirely off for his sake...which put her in the enemy camp. His jealousy wasn't limited to just one person who happened to respond to her generous invitation to come together in love and responsible, environmental federation, his jealousy was universal.
Once she was dead, BL became the loneliest guy on the planet. In winning his worldless solitude, he had extinguished the light that would have illuminated it. He was left in utter darkness. Where does one go from there?
MOOing...as usual.
