Living romantically, despite the horrors of life, is the ultimate protest
It’s the obstinate rebellion against those who wish to rage, because they have no peace to give
It is the cry of the lover for his beloved
The anguished heart searching for peace
The lonely soul searching for home
To see beauty when surrounded by pain
Or to be gentle when born of torture
To love despite being surrounded by hate
And to claim dignity when shame is the only language spoken
That is the ultimate protest
Because we must strive for what we wish to create
Rather than rage against what we wish to destroy.
The world is full of rage
Perhaps it needs some romance again.
Join me, beloved
Join the conquest of this madman.
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Category: Love
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The ultimate rebellion
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True love is never lost
Fate has a way of giving us what we ask for when we don’t realise we’re asking for it.
It is the yearnings of the soul that calls out to the heavens, while our mouths utter pleas that are born of the distractions of needs.
Needs are ephemeral. They pass through us like the passing of fluids through the loins of beasts.
Denial of such needs leads to anger, and anger betrays the soul.
The yearnings of the soul prevail beyond such fickle expression.
It is in the infinity of true love that the soul finds peace.
Whatever ends, is therefore not true to love or to the soul. It is not what physical bond we may maintain that defines such love.
Such a love is defined by the pulse of the soul that continues to beat, eternally rhythmically, for the same soul that set it alight and inspired its beautiful rhythm.
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Restless souls write
Restless souls write
Anxious souls read
Complacent souls pay no heed
And then there’s me. Fitting uncomfortably in each space, while not fitting in at all.
There’s a blessing in being anomalous. It spares us the slavery of living by rules.
But blessings don’t occur without burdens, and the burden of being anomalous is the restlessness that it spawns.
As we look around for familiarity, but only find much to scorn, we see the drudgery of the complacent and the fear of the anxious.
And in that is born our restlessness that stirs us from our sleep.
Once you’ve tasted the sweetness of living, existing feels like a curse. And once you’ve tasted the beauty of love, its absence feels like…nothing…it feels like nothing at all.
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Poetry of old
“Poetry often belies the age of the poet,
but always reveals the struggles of the soul.
What we write of youth, applies to old.
But most would rather resist it,
Than bear the truth be told.
I’m in love with life.
But I hate the world.”
It’s possible to live life romantically, you know. Despite the horrors and pain that appear to be so pervasive in this world, perhaps romance is the ultimate rebellion against the cruelty of life.
Perhaps.
This is something that I wrote a few years ago, it still accurately describes my conflicted relationship with this world.
What you take from this, be it pessimistic, optimistic, or simply cynical, is a reflection of who you are and what your current relationship is with your world.
Yet, most will read into this what they believe to be true about me, not realising that what we see in others is a reflection of what we are hopeful, grateful, or bitter about in that moment.
How connected are you with your relationship with the world around you?
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Fear breeds sadness
Fear creates more sadness than heartbreak ever will.
Fear keeps us anchored in a moment that has long since passed.
Fear convinces us that we need to be protected from what we previously experienced, while distracting us from the wisdom and strength that we gained from that experience.
Fear prompts us to look for signs and evidence that what we fear may once again be approaching, and distracts us from the signs and evidence that what we hope for is within reach.
Like everything that destroys, fear requires little effort because it is a self-sustaining cycle.
Hope, on the feet hand, requires courage.
Hope demands that we reconnect with who we are before that last bitter encounter.
Hope is not for the meek. When we succumb to fear, the meek prevail and life loses its sweetness.
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Fearfully hopeful
Patience is only patience when it is the foundation of hope. Not when it is the pacifier of fear.
Hope is the currency of growth, whereas fear is what breeds decay.
To patiently await the decay of what we hold dear is not patience, it is surrender.
To hope, despite the apparent futility that stares us down, is the ultimate rebellion against fear.
To patiently persevere is therefore to continue fighting for that which brings us love and happiness, especially when the circumstances of our lives will warrant a surrender.
It is this beautiful patience that holds the promise of a heart filled with love, or a life fraught with pain.
When we lose sight of the outcome that we hope to achieve, we surrender to fear and settle for the familiarity of the pain that we once yearned to escape.
Surrender must never be an option.
Fa sabrun jameel…
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Blessed are the few…
Blessed be the gentle ones who love too fiercely,
Accept too easily
And hope endlessly.
The ones torn between duty and love
Or responsibility and passion
The ones who sacrifice quietly
But celebrate others loudly
The ones who when sad
Find joy in making others smile
Who serve willingly
But expect none in return
Blessed be they,
For they are the whispers of the heavenly breeze
Amidst the howling dogs.
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A bitter ache
Just as beauty is born of love, so too is bitterness born of loss.
I wonder what of the troubles of this world is caused by broken hearts, rather than wilful greed?
It is the sense of loss, or inadequacy in the eyes of those most cherished, that our worst behaviour comes to the fore.
But there is value even in that.
If not for still holding on to hope, such an expression of rage or harm would not have any purpose.
It is only when we still have hope of our pain being consequential that we choose to share our discontent with the world.
Therefore, it is not the raging lunatic that is most hurt, but the silent one who has no hope of being seen.
Sometimes their silence is the build up to the storm of destruction that they need to unleash in their final attempt to be heard.
But often, it’s the abandonment of dreams that perhaps the world really needed.
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