Post by moseley on Dec 25, 2011 14:04:50 GMT -6
I did not choose to be born as I am, who does? In this time and in this way I am constructed, but here I am and the ball is in play. It bounces around and you don't have to kick it but someday, it will kick off on you. These are some funny facts and thoughts that as we are born from two people mostly taking a risk and gambling some genetic game of "boggle". Its actually more fair because it is not at all fair. You can build something in security and in the power and strength of a protective environment and the offspring may rise to some incredible occasion, but in the same way, being born of desperate and broken times and people and things and situations and being touched by hands not capable of love for most of life, a person can rise to the point we admire them not because of where they came from, but where they got to. It is fair because we all have some place to arrive to which is really a more careful minding of our own plates, perhaps those with more have much more to swallow and let go of than you to get to where something great can be.
For what reason? Ah yes, some god of some level of love or mastery of our will. Perhaps we are our own god in our own making and we pray to our higher selves and everyone does it in their own way...possibly more, we have made it our task to "save" everyone else we see because after, aren't we the ones who get it? Without judgement, without anger, without want, there is a love, a love you have that can allow and appreciate everyone you meet just as they are, just as you are. Maybe we have tried to own it in this artificial world of rules and writings mankind has so wrongly corraled us into believing we are so much so that if we don't follow the rules we fail.
I did not come here to be a monster, to be wrong, to be despised, to be less because I want to try to do and live and feel more. I am not the Marquis De Sade, but I am not ashamed to read it. I remember Allistair Crowley taking his bent on the Wiccan Rede going from "an harm ye none, do what ye will" to just "do what ye will"...Maybe this is something larger than the Golden Dawn ever proposed, the keys of Solomon could offer as power and that is, love is the only rule, because without giving it, there is usually an attraction of whatever else it is that you are giving to come to you. It is such a gilded world, such a ruled and marginalized world, such a subjegated world and it is none of these things. Not one. Love is the only thing worth living for really, all these things and all this stuff just cannot satisfy and whether it is holding a new born child, hugging an old person dying, holding a friend's hand giving birth, screaming from your balls to cheer someone to keep pressing to make the goal they are striving for now.
Damnit, love is the only reason we really have to get up and so often, we've traded that for some magic bean bullshit hoping some great giant is going to shit down a blessing if we are patient. It is always with us to do this, to do this most now...love in the midst of hate, of anger, of depression, times when expectations get shat upon and rise from a stroke, from an overdose, from the death of someone with whom their presence gives us most meaningful, love beyond all this into the last breath you breath being enraptured in being a vessel of that. What's in your heart? A wallet can empty out way too soon, but so often, we worry more about that wallet than the heart, and true wealth has no measure.
LOVE IS THE ONLY WAY THIS IS GOING TO BE WORTH IT!
For what reason? Ah yes, some god of some level of love or mastery of our will. Perhaps we are our own god in our own making and we pray to our higher selves and everyone does it in their own way...possibly more, we have made it our task to "save" everyone else we see because after, aren't we the ones who get it? Without judgement, without anger, without want, there is a love, a love you have that can allow and appreciate everyone you meet just as they are, just as you are. Maybe we have tried to own it in this artificial world of rules and writings mankind has so wrongly corraled us into believing we are so much so that if we don't follow the rules we fail.
I did not come here to be a monster, to be wrong, to be despised, to be less because I want to try to do and live and feel more. I am not the Marquis De Sade, but I am not ashamed to read it. I remember Allistair Crowley taking his bent on the Wiccan Rede going from "an harm ye none, do what ye will" to just "do what ye will"...Maybe this is something larger than the Golden Dawn ever proposed, the keys of Solomon could offer as power and that is, love is the only rule, because without giving it, there is usually an attraction of whatever else it is that you are giving to come to you. It is such a gilded world, such a ruled and marginalized world, such a subjegated world and it is none of these things. Not one. Love is the only thing worth living for really, all these things and all this stuff just cannot satisfy and whether it is holding a new born child, hugging an old person dying, holding a friend's hand giving birth, screaming from your balls to cheer someone to keep pressing to make the goal they are striving for now.
Damnit, love is the only reason we really have to get up and so often, we've traded that for some magic bean bullshit hoping some great giant is going to shit down a blessing if we are patient. It is always with us to do this, to do this most now...love in the midst of hate, of anger, of depression, times when expectations get shat upon and rise from a stroke, from an overdose, from the death of someone with whom their presence gives us most meaningful, love beyond all this into the last breath you breath being enraptured in being a vessel of that. What's in your heart? A wallet can empty out way too soon, but so often, we worry more about that wallet than the heart, and true wealth has no measure.
LOVE IS THE ONLY WAY THIS IS GOING TO BE WORTH IT!
