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On Tuesday, July 30, 2019 at 10:31:26 AM UTC+10, ME wrote:
> On Monday, July 29, 2019 at 8:30:04 PM UTC-4, ibsh...@gmail.com wrote:
> > The fiery passion-angel 
> > By cemetery side -
> > Romanticism's avenger -
> > Took us upon a ride
> > 
> > Through all the passion's ranges
> > From heartbreak to delight,
> > Into and through derangement
> > And gave us second sight -
> > 
> > Through rapture and through sorrow
> > Through beauty and through wrath
> > Through sunlight and through snowstorm
> > And through both life and death:
> > 
> > Leading half-way to heaven
> > Leading half-way to bliss
> > And, like a pitch-black raven,
> > Pitching upon the trees
> > 
> > From which it cawed and muttered
> > And, with my soul in beak,
> > Threw me into a gutter
> > Wherefrom I now speak.
> > 
> > It was a gorgeous journey,
> > It was a glorious ride,
> > Running in early morning
> > Out to the riverside,
> > 
> > Holding you, gently breathing,
> > With your head next to mine,
> > Tenderness endless feeling
> > With our hearts intertwined,
> > 
> > Kissing you softly sleeping
> > On the dock in my arms,
> > Feeling the passion deepen
> > Under the flashing stars,
> > 
> > Doing, in exaltation,
> > Pull-ups off trees and walls,
> > Feeling the inspiration
> > Reaching impassioned souls,
> > 
> > Learning French, and embracing
> > Upon a waterbed,
> > On a lakeside undressing
> > Inside a sleeping bag, 
> > 
> > Reciting Blake and Coleridge
> > Hearing your brilliant speech
> > Acquiring truth and knowledge -
> > What more could I beseech:
> > 
> > You are like stars in heaven,
> > You are like wind and rain,
> > You are like moon and Neptune
> > You are both joy and pain -
> > 
> > I fathom all that happened
> > And whether I'm in rue
> > Or whether I am happy
> > I won't get over you.
> > 
> > In beauty that we shared,
> > Passion that through us coursed
> > Is end to all despair
> > And end to every curse:
> > 
> > Taking to divine splendor
> > Taking to the truths sublime
> > Where I can't sit, lie or stand or
> > See, but feel space and time
> > 
> > Before this passion melting,
> > Turning soft in my glove,
> > As from it I am smelting
> > The sculpture to our love -
> > 
> > From truth that you've awakened
> > Comes knowledge of the whole
> > And, if I'm not mistaken,
> > Keys to the human soul.
> > 
> > I'll take what you have given
> > And use it as a key
> > To place where all's forgiven
> > And all the paths are free -
> > 
> > To reach higher and deeper
> > Uniting sky and earth
> > And in my heart to keep her -
> > Love to which we gave birth.
> > 
> > The passion's flaming angel 
> > Broke through the clouds to forge
> > Upon the divine anvil
> > A burning blowtorch
> > 
> > Melding the pearls and iron
> > Into a wedding ring
> > And into its environs
> > Bringing eternal spring,
> > 
> > Puncturing through the seeming
> > There to avail of light -
> > Angel of passion, dreaming
> > From day into the night.
> > 
> > The messenger of passion
> > Took me into the sky
> > And I took a concussion
> > While learning there to fly -
> > 
> > And, as I was still dreaming
> > Of living in the sky,
> > The angel turned a demon
> > And screamed at me to die.
> > 
> > https://sites.google.com/site/ibshambatpoetry
> 
> Do you still jack off in public libraries?

This is why some questions do not have a yes-or-no answer.

If I am asked whether I'm still doing something I've never done, there is not a yes or no answer to that question. If I say yes then I say that I did it and stopped doing it; if I say no then I say that I did it and stopped doing it. Neither would be correct.

In such situations the question itself is malformed. The correct solution is flushing it down the toilet and demanding an honest question.