The equality of love is hate. Or rather, you can not have one with out the other. And, unfortunately, for some we experience true love and then are provoked into true hate. After many months, I’m still finding out things that went on for the sake of a “name” or “business” that was pure betrayal. Naturally, love would want to try, excuse, or talk it out: but when these things fail there’s either loss or war. In my case, it’s neither. I find that you can love what what meant to be with out changing what is and letting go of what was. Was is all lies of love? No, it’s not because it never was. But the actions of riding on the coat tails of this love is what I chose to let go. It has awakened in me a type of realism that humanity is so technologically dependent words are so easily manipulated that humanity can make love or war with a single work. Our legal system knows this is probably the only benefit for the sake of words.
And for that I’m grateful! Never the less what’s left after all this? An action. The moment of destruction or heart warming truth. Still hearing things that have been done, have simply been a manner of weighing what to let go, what to love based on memory, and what to do. The actions have purely been underhanded business deals, nothing more. But, hey, gotta make money some how. That’s just not my way. This is action. So, I chose to act to let go. And, yet, I write this but only for the sake to make known the idea of memory. Why? Because another betrayal bit of info found its way to my ears that had been listening to lisa thiel and aching due to the weather. The most fascinating thing is that I have met a lot of amazing fun people I was told weren’t worth the time. And so, flinging in my ears, this new bit of information, I realize that love is ever so blind, thus the excuses to grasp a moment against fear. But, not even those involved in the web of my life could find any rhyme or reason for the bits of information floating in. Not gossip, but action. Action here means something concrete, the act of war, the act of love; the deliverance of such information to provoke another aspect of action: Truth. And, the reason is because truth is a set of freedoms which begets action. We’re essentially action and consequence within the webs we weave and the Truth being relative to a set of morality and ethics, veiled. But, when I met these worthless people who were lovely, I knew then that my action of love blinded me to the truth of my own set of morals and ethics. Within business, I wouldn’t be under handed, you’d hear me for my beliefs, but those are the ethics that define me and cause my actions. So who has more ethical and moral benefits; the lover or the fighter (and you can be both)? Should I denied participation? Kept everyone at arms length and let only those who are interesting enough to get anything from close to me? Close enough to not care by action which would then naturally define the cyclical myriad of the human collective. “Tis better to have love and lost than to not loved at all” or “what’s love got to do got do got do with it” hm. Well, when I see, hear, and watch the betrayal unwind before me, I realize, it doesn’t exist. Whether you start a business with your spouse, by a car with your lover, or invest in property with a boyfriend, morality and ethics remain causing action provoking either love or war which then determines the morality of said person and…….. but I will also say this: war is blind too. It can cause you to take over a nation and lose the respect of your people, it can cause you to cheat on your spouse and lose your wife but either sucker you wanna be… what do you stand do gain? Nothing. I realize the actions of only myself and the cycle of the path of morality and ethics that suit me willing to take on the consequences of my actions defining the aspect of me! But in a world of change, loss cuts the web, retaliation burns it, but moving moves with it in now. as it always was. Move with the flow of life and truths and standing up for the aspect of your beliefs will make a difference in the way things evolve. Many speak of Kharma and forget about Dharma. It is all now. The unknown Truth, that which leads me.