Now for a long time I've never believed in this foolish, frivolous, idiotic and senseless term called love. The deep, cruel infatuating pleasure that causes victims to willingly lay themselves down on an altar of desire, seduction, passion and pain, waiting in anticipation to be sacrificed to a cause unknown to them and all those who worship this mighty and unseen god...A GOD called by many names...Venus, Cupid, Aphrodite and Eros, to name but a few, but none so powerful as the intoxicating, venomous, enticing Gorgon herself, slithering about, hissing her name - Amore - yes...LOVE!
Now knowing all this, and having girdled myself to withstand any type of attack from the mighty force, I learned how to resist any alluring trap that may have tried to coerce or manipulate me into any form of vulnerability that could render me helpless and susceptible to suggestion...And yet...here I stand, stubborn as ever, tired of resisting, cracking beneath the weight of my deep and unmatched denial - I stand here, a victim of Love...
Not turned to stone by a slithering Gorgon, or hurt by a heartless harpy, jinxed by a wicked witch or broken by the might of a hammer swung by a colossal god - NO! I stand here blissfully, ignorantly, naively, honestly, gently, sweetly touched by an angel, moved by a force I could not possibly comprehend would shake me up in ways I never thought possible.
Now there's nothing that anyone can teach you about an unseen god, or an unwavering force, or an invisible aura, or the feelings that come with it. There's no lecture, no canticle, no prayer, no incantation, no book, no scroll, no manuscript, no song, no bible, no painting or glyph of light - Nothing. All I can say, is that when everything, and everyone in your life, for a brief and unimagined moment, makes sense to you, then you know that you know, that without a shadow of a doubt, you are suffering from the same condition as I...
I'm in Love...
Monday, January 17, 2011
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
En Route To A Dream
Now interestingly enough, all journeys begin with a dream. Whether they were just a vision, an epiphany, or some inclination that one was meant to be somewhere...a dream is still the first step taken along a journey to Life. And here's the thing about a journey...like all roads they have a map. A map that's meant to guide us along the safest pathway to our destination, the clearest route to reach our calling, or sometimes...the hardest road to find our fate.
Like many maps, sometimes things become complicated, the lines on the pages fade, the distance between the source and the destination become warped, and everything simply becomes hazy. You see, we all have dreams, and we all know what we want in life at some or other point in our life...it's complications that make us wonder...and I mean this in both ways. Complications cause us to stray along forgotten pathways, cause us to forget the route we're travelling, and eventually you lose the breadcrumbs you left behind to guide you back in the event of you getting lost; complications also cause doubt, skepticism and soon renders us susceptible to suggestion, allowing any other waypoint arrow or voice to misdirect us onto roads that we were never meant to travel at all, to destinations we were never meant to meet.
The moment you hit a snag you see...is the moment you need to find courage and confidence, both in the map that you've drawn up for yourself, as well as confidence in your abilities and within your character. Because walking off even slightly along a different path, will cause you to hit another detour, and from there another and another. Pretty soon you'll find yourself in a place you don't want to be, surrounded by people you don't really know, people who don't really know or care about you, doing the things you never thought you would, in a time you can barely even remember...Soon you lose yourself, you lose your focus...you lose your dream.
Because here's the difference between two paths. A subtle difference you rarely will see. A path long ago constructed, and journey long ago begun...The one will guide you to a dream...the other will simply become your fate...so which path have you chosen? Or should we be asking, where have we found ourselves today?
Like many maps, sometimes things become complicated, the lines on the pages fade, the distance between the source and the destination become warped, and everything simply becomes hazy. You see, we all have dreams, and we all know what we want in life at some or other point in our life...it's complications that make us wonder...and I mean this in both ways. Complications cause us to stray along forgotten pathways, cause us to forget the route we're travelling, and eventually you lose the breadcrumbs you left behind to guide you back in the event of you getting lost; complications also cause doubt, skepticism and soon renders us susceptible to suggestion, allowing any other waypoint arrow or voice to misdirect us onto roads that we were never meant to travel at all, to destinations we were never meant to meet.
The moment you hit a snag you see...is the moment you need to find courage and confidence, both in the map that you've drawn up for yourself, as well as confidence in your abilities and within your character. Because walking off even slightly along a different path, will cause you to hit another detour, and from there another and another. Pretty soon you'll find yourself in a place you don't want to be, surrounded by people you don't really know, people who don't really know or care about you, doing the things you never thought you would, in a time you can barely even remember...Soon you lose yourself, you lose your focus...you lose your dream.
Because here's the difference between two paths. A subtle difference you rarely will see. A path long ago constructed, and journey long ago begun...The one will guide you to a dream...the other will simply become your fate...so which path have you chosen? Or should we be asking, where have we found ourselves today?
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