Love is the tingle that happens when your body leans into the path of giving and support. Love make you shine as brightly as the sun and, likewise, is a guiding light and magnet for so much more… It is the opposite of the bottomless hole of nothingness, it is the bright light of everything… Yet both are required for balance, and neither is better than the other… To possess only one will always tend to create the other. We have the control over our own wings in the light breeze of life… Like a butterfly in a vacuum, we can fly against the pull of life, or we can fly with it… and there is no right or wrong direction to fly. Both have the same outcome of moving beyond the vacuum and passing over… all we leave behind is what we give.
Life is beautiful in that way… To be a narcissist is looked upon with such negativity, yet the first thing one learns when living a life devoid of love… Is to love yourself… To think like a narcissist… It makes me wonder if anything is bad or if anything is good. Or if anything is light or not. It seems to me that we have created a world based on Boolean logic. Where everything is based on yes or no… Left or right…. Right or wrong…. But in the reality of life there is an infinity between, and connecting beyond, every definable extreme. To be a liver of life is finding a balance between light and not, night and day, yes and no, right and wrong, right and left, up and down, empty and full, happy and sad…. the point in the center of all of these things, is the path we walk. It is ever changing and as diverse as our fingerprints. This center of life, perhaps, could be simply defined as the center of…
love and want…
Want seems to be the opposite of love… Love is something that is given. It comes out of us and cannot be taken… Only received. The more we send out, the more we create an imbalanced world around us… And the balance is therefore achieved by LOVE received. Alternately, WANT is something that is received only… or rather, it is a void that receives only and cannot be given. The void that it creates NEEDS to be filled… And it will be… it must be. Sometimes, something that is not expected or welcomed, is taken in because of that need and want. Keeping want and need at bay, allows the doors of life to swing open without the attraction of the void of want. To send love out of those open doors creates light, warmth, satisfaction, and smiles.
I wonder about what charity is. Does charity mean giving money? Or does money create a constant NEED for charity? Perhaps, charity, which has been spoken about in our oldest writings, is truly and simply the gift of love, no matter what tool you chose to wield.
Hate, commonly thought of as the opposite of love, does not seem to be so. If anything, it is love’s sibling. It too is only given, and can’t be taken… only received. To not love is not necessarily to hate… It is simply nothingness… Hate REQUIRES love. To hate is to give the gift of disapproval… as opposed to the gift of support. Essentially saying, “in my eyes, you are wrong”… but this tendency seems backwards, tedious, and dangerous because of it’s infectious tendencies, ease of manifestation, and the imbalance it creates. Just like love, as hate is released into the world, the imbalance created is that of hate, so balance is achieved through hate in return… which creates, of course, more hate… a downward spiral and a sad existence.

To love this place, this body, this thought, this person, this idea, this sensory delight, this vista, this culture, this very gift of life, and it’s eventual coda, is healthy, creates a happy existence, and makes one smile. To hate that anger, that person, that city, that ill wishing, that pain, that fear of the unknown, or that culture, is unnecessary. Simply do not love it, since nothingness, or the lack of love, is so much more powerful and less destructive to one’s self than hate.

It seems our physical world exists along our own movable path which is within our control. That path resides inside the vacuum of life that is not controllable, as all things end up in the same place. Perhaps all we really have, and what we truly leave behind, is what we give… If that is the case, I chose the gift of love.