a brief definition of true love
true love is when the ever circulating force which moves through all things is allowed to flow in and out of your heart. your entire being. that force which always was and always will be. that wins each time because it is found even under the pitchest black. endlessly making its way back to surface no matter how much it grows snuffed. Love
a heart is capable of true love when it is no longer ensnared, hijacked by stagnant and excessive emotions. mainly fear, doubt, guilt, shame, resentment, mistrust, doom, entitlement, pity, sense of lack, indifference, anguish, etc. we are of course allowed to feel these and act on them. i only speak of excess. when they are misunderstood or misplaced. when all that’s left of one’s heart is to cripple and abuse self and other to the point of annihilation beyond recognition
anything which inhibits her flow in excess for personal profit at the cost of all others, to the point of eventually costing yourself, is anti-human. whether or not it is anti-existence i cannot say (it feels like it). an anti-humanism which reigns supreme in our world and has for some time. if you’re curious who are the worst offenders, look where anyone gathers in massive numbers. at least when that mass is sick, and today, we are. this is not only from the top down, but the bottom up
if there is animation of any kind there is love. it must be allowed to flow to fully be who and what we truly are. to feel whole and aligned with our ultimate selves. love and trust are the pillars to acceptance, an embrace of all things. of life, death and everything between. without this we can’t feel well. we feel sick
religion and the state stole the root of all things and replaced its foundation with something pathetic which cannot last. the way i see it, they are already done for
knowing this isn’t enough. allow oneself to embody it once it’s been uncovered. despite how lonely it is at this stage. acknowledge you are in something beyond your own personal grieving process. without healing, what is left?
i’m aware in another time and place this would be more than enough to have me sent to the gallows (in favor of what, exactly?). no, it is no different today. as i was born to the gallows and have spent my life there
‘til now