What is all of this madness? So small, the individual to disregard the greater good of pure enjoyment. Say, for example, a toxic romance falls apart. Those two individuals pave a warzone, utilizing all social relationships, each networking tool, to launch heartache into the other. So blind to the absolute goodness that this poisonous love is no longer running through their veins. Loving relationships are built on trust, which, in the end seems founded on shotty bearings. When the hurricane of difference blows those two souls apart, all that caring, sensitivity, and all that trust collapses like a house of cards. So why, even for a second, should we trust one another with so much passion? It is that delusion that this (right here) is the greatest love story ever told, a story that will transcend difference and pass through time. It is eternal. Foolishly, we bask in this fantasy. But, if even for a moment, this thing was pure, this love was real. Should we not respect that memory? We are blinded by rage and those missiles of hate that we launch and accept into our emotional core. I beg for this to stop, for a reminder of the love that was pure. End the war. This world is too lonely, too cold, boarded up, and abandoned to endure this system of endless sadness, a war which awards no victor, but merely chills the hearts of those two glowing spirits that once glowed from the heat of it all. Two wanderers meet, miserable and alone, with a facade that is painted in cultures color palate. They find one another and shed their skin, down to their pure and naked essence. When they kiss, and the explosions burst from within. But time and life events simmer those explosions. And most of the time we move on, forgetting that love is sought after for a reason. Solace, empathy, a calm from the madness of this cold planet.
Posted on: Fri, 11 Jul 2014 18:03:14 +0000
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