Love and hatred our bonds forged by the sincerity of those whose devotions are unwavering and whose loyalties are unyielding. So it is that those who love best also possess within their love the dormant knowledge of how to hate the deadliest. For though the warmth of love nurtures life and is a herald of binding affinities and lasting affections, if not tempered by your faith in the wisdom of Divine Guidance, it ices into a cold, frosty hatred. A bitterness which poisons your own heart burns your own soul, till out of the ashes of your better self you can only recognize the smoldering remains of your intense passion.
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Yet, there are those amongst us who love so deeply and so faithfully that their love does not suffer its compassion to be lost to the rising inferno of an all-consuming hatred, or the gradually growing darkness of a blood chilling indifference, but nor does it survive the callous heedlessness and the blatant disregard from others. Slowly and gradually like the sinking sun in the sea of a fiery orange, rather than foster an ill intent for once so dear, it prefers to fade into the grey black emptiness of a forlorn solitude. So that where once resided the noblest of all sentiments, there now is a yawning abyss, filled by a clamoring confusion of an unruly bitterness, striving against the soft melancholy of a fated resignation.
A Quiet Nobility
The echoes blend into a bittersweet symphony of regrets and resignations, repentance, and many, many, realizations. Angels hear it, and pity causes them to shed soft shining pearls from their tender eyes. Demons hear it and rejoice in the throbbing agony of its silent struggles. And I hear it, wanting to drink in angels’ tears and yet wondering how would it feel to smile like a demon.
The words rise like a storm and fall like lightning. Their love and bitterness resound between the heavens and the earth, their stern truth and gentle honesty uproot mountains and cause oceans to bleed into the barren deserts and lose their selves to quench the thirst of life of the dying desert land.
Like pelting hail, the words fell thus upon man and beast alike:
“May the earth beneath your feet shatter into a million pieces by the weight of your gain and glory,
May the heavens above your head be split open by your achievements and ambition, and you be showered upon by the falling stars and covered in the blazing inferno of their warm embraces,
May the winds all around you whisper to you the truth of your pride and vanity,
May you be deafened by the praises of the cheering crowds to your heart’s content, and by the wailing conscience for your soul’s content,
May the world all around you reveal to you the beauty of all its colors in the entirety of their every shade,
And when finally, you have gained enough glory, and have achieved all your ambition,
When your pride has been hollowed by your humility, and your vanity has been disillusioned by your heart’s purity,
When you have seen all that could be seen, and have heard all that could be heard, by the eyes and ears of your truest self,
May you then know the love and bitterness of those who willingly let go of their most precious treasures in loyalty, to be cherished and prized by you as your own, for in living our lives we create, sustain, and destroy our worlds, and sometimes without meaning to, in living our own lives we consume other’s and they silently but contentedly watch their lives ebb away into the colors of our own”.