DEPICTIONS OF LOVE
It's never simply romantic, it's often bloody, and betrayed, stabbed in the back and then fabricated in falsehoods... but I'll tell you this, truth finds a way, the struggle against is why we were each created, and what others see as a one sided fight is the most heroic inner battle you can imagine. It makes me think of the argument(s) I sustained while running my first 26.2 miles. Broken feet be Damned my family was my intention, their betterment at the price of broken feet, in the end, I came in first place. But it felt symbolic to me... One of those moments I could imagine life whispering "It's all about the intentions baby"... Because think about it. Tossing away comfort for something bigger is like living through a thousand little deaths that often result in the manifestation of anxiety, frustration, instability, fear... and just negative things before an extreme positive brings us into balance, that to me, is a beautiful way to see suffering, allowing me to begin searching, and finding ways to grow and rise to meet.
Though I experience it's shadow, I know i'm never meant to be defeated... but back to crosses, what's more natural than responding to violence with violence? To lay that notion down and wish the best of those nailing into the skin you live in. What a lesson, I don't care where got come from it's beautiful based on the times and mind frames of the times it came from... To give up life in pursuit of better for those who come after you? THAT'S nothing short of Godly, and though I'm weak I will aspire to live my life according to beautiful things and if they lead me somewhere darker in the process of understanding, I'll look for Three there too. It's quiet but Life is everywhere.