Love Beat Down...
...or 'For the Ones We Love'
MADISON, WI - While perusing the net, I stumbled upon a nice memoir on ESPN.com. Entitled, 'The Last Real Race', article details the '93 pennant chase between the San Francisco Giants and Hotlanta Braves. Here's the link:
It's a good read. And it co-inspired these thoughts:
You can't ever fail, if you never stop trying. Although simplistic in theory, you and I both know practicing that is anything but. Passion tends to obstruct sound judgement and intensify complacency. Add that up, and its amazing mutual LOVE can sustain any two beings for any amount of time. But that's what we've got. LOVE is the ultimate comfort and at the same time can be the definitive divide. LOVE can lead you in the right direction, but it doesn't supply answers on the back page when you're at a crossroads.
How do you utilize LOVE to facilitate LOVE?
How do you find PEACE in someone that generates such FEAR?
It's hard to TRUST possibilities. Its limitless potential inspires HOPE and creates GOALS. A path materializes in which you place those goals and supply each one with hope. The intent is to acquire or achieve some sort of satisfaction from realizing the initial potential. The question you have to ask yourself is do I find happiness along the way or at the very end; during the process or in the result. I think most of us put far too much focus in the WANT and not enough in what we HAVE.
The evolution of any LOVE usually breeds desire within us to sustain that euphoric high. A lot of times in spite of it. The line between nobility and greed is often blurred as the ROOT LOVE can fuel both. To know perfect LOVE is to overcome FEAR. Giving into the demands of FEAR further distances us from true LOVE. FEAR is a forest fire of self doubt and misplaced energy. Its flames grow stronger as it consumes your every action and reaction. It wants MORE. LOVE realized is now replaced by the FEAR of losing it. PRIDE steps in the way to protect validation, but in doing so only complicates matters by seeking further assurance. Assurance that is needed to defeat FEAR.
Or so I thought. Assurance and validation shouldn't find its source in love. True love does not need to validate itself or assure one's self-worth. Love develops and exists because one is able to let go of any insecurities that blocks that growth. Assurance is not found in love, but rather in the ability TO love. Validation only comes when YOU can accept that LOVE in return. Then maybe you can start again.
5 comments:
First of all, where is all this profound poetry when I call sobbing on my knees in desperate need of help?
Second, why does Mr. Masher have a "get your black hand off my head" look on his face? Oh that's right...he's a racist.
Third, I believe love only a means of self satisfaction and not an entity that two people happen to stumble across.
Love leads to bitterness and bitterness leads to truth. Truth leads to isolation and isolation leads to severe depression.
Cut out the middle man and you get the following: LOVE = DEPRESSION.
(BTW, badass article. The best I've read from a gangsta is some time.)
Thanks for the kind words. my best usually comes from feeling my worst.
you can relate.
The Gangsta's need to over complicate something spills over yet again.
"Keep it simple, stupid."
It applies to a lot of things, what else can I say?
I think what the Gangsta was trying to say was perhaps better verbalized in the epic movie 'Hustle & Flow'.
"See... man ain't like a dog. And when I say "man," I'm talking about man as in mankind, not man as in men. Because men, well, we a lot like a dog. You know, we like to piss on things. Sniff a bitch when we can. Even get a little pink hard-on the way they do. We territorial as shit, you know, we gonna protect our own. But man, he know about death. Got him a sense of history. Got religion. See... a dog, man, a dog don't know shit about no birthdays or Christmas or Easter bunny, none of that shit. And one day God gonna come calling, so you know, they going through life carefree. But people like you and me, man, we always guessing. Wondering, "What if?" You know what I mean? So when you say to me, "Hey, I don't think we should be doing this," I gotta say, baby, I don't think we should be doing this neither, but we ain't gonna get no move on in this world, lying around in the sun, licking our ass all day. I mean, we man. I mean, you a woman and all, but we man. So with this said, you tell me what it is you wanna do with your life?"
The cynical, unappreciative dark side of T Shady has reared its blank, expressionless face once again.
Although his insensitivity has actually provided new insight into the life of the dogs here at yeahifigured.com.
Woof, bitch, woof.
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