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We will not stop! Love will not stop! How do I know such things? Because if it was not so I would not be here, these fingers would not dance across the keyboard to speak out to the world for nothing more than a need to express truth, to encourage life to continue and continue with song and optimism and joy. A long time ago a woman grew a child inside of her, it was uncomfortable, it was painful and inconvenient but she did it anyway, why I don’t know because I don’t have a uterus but I know that her suffering resulted in me and despite my misgivings about being born I am most eternally greatful that I am here, in this world with all of you, all of you who read these words, even if you never read these words. You see what she was doing was defying the dying universe. She was was bringing light out of the darkness, that is what all mothers do and and we can all be mothers we can all bring out the light, we can insist that we keep our babies safe and warm until they are strong enough to stand and speak and love all on their own. Those babies may be beautiful delicate and real with tiny toes or they may be poems or songs or inventions or paintings or anything else we choose to risk everything for. I talk and we all talk about how bad the world is, how corrupt and dark and horrible it is but that is not really what I believe and it is not how the world actually is. All life, everything, is an expression of love and defiance and strength and trust. Love is to Live with a different vowel.
We will not stop! Love will not stop! This is what fear and its followers cannot grasp or understand, that no matter what we suffer, no matter what we endure, life in all its glory and beauty will never give in, it will never stop wishing and hoping for more, it will never stop crying and singing into the night for more love, more time, more beauty, more truth. Fear is restrictive, Love is expansive. Fear and control deprives while the mother of us all and the mother of the earth feeds us although she almost bursts. She, The Great Eternal Mother strokes her beautiful smooth belly and whispers encouragement to the sparkling gem of creation inside of her. No matter what we throw at her she will always love her baby, she will fight tooth and nail, she will die to see something new and innocent grow. How can such devotion ever be defeated? Even if you throw all the products of war at her, she breeds an army for eternity. Have no fear brothers and sisters, mothers and fathers because that dark and lonely 1 percent can never rule a Universe built from Love. Love is the Will that lifts dirt towards the stars and it will never ever, ever, ever, ever stop.
We are all in this complex mess called life together of that I am sure we can all agree, that wherever we are coming from in our hearts, if we have hearts, is a place of wanting to be happy, wanting to be loved, but we have been hurt and hindered by the heartless and our own heartlessness that we cannot trust, that we cannot believe that love could exist, that to hope for it would be foolish, that to believe in something real and eternal in this fucked up craziness of human relationship’s is impossible.
Still I don´t believe that to be the case, love after all is all we have ever been seeking, we may build bridges to serve a function but we are driven by the urge to be seen, to be respected and of course to do good to others, we all want to see and portray ourselves in our best light but that is often so fragile, so weak that we don believe it is sufficient to see our beloved in the gloom of the world.
I may never taste your lips again but as our friends, the physicists know, matter is eternally intertwined like balls of string stretching across the infinity of the universe, every atom of ours that has ever touched, is forever connected and literally moved instantly corresponding to the other, this is not science fiction, this is the current reality of our universe as our best knowledge of subatomic physics tells us, so even physicists in their searching have found love and an eternal one at that.
Though what does this console us in the dark nights of winter? We cannot hold and kiss and laugh with atoms. We want to know how to find the true one that we love, that one may well have been hit by a bus, but, they were out there. We want to find our other, our complimentary particle, our harmony, our straight or funny man or woman, our friend.
You all want to find them and hold them and never let them go and never make any stupid mistakes ever again but we will, of course because we’re human, but what if you found them and you were already perfect and complete without them? That’s impossible, you say and I think it might just be, if not impossible, incredibly undesirable, love after all is a dance, a poem, it needs polarities, so it can roll against itself, it needs counterpoint, it needs the thing that seems in such short supply, that is, grace. I have had it poured on me at times in my life and felt alive but I want to live in grace and I think the only time I have ever felt it for any length of time was with someone close to me and the way they looked at me and the way I looked at them.
So assuming they have not, been hit by a bus and are out there, how do we know who they are when we meet them? Perhaps they should develop an app for that, but fuck that, we know and it surges and burns in us and keeps our eyes from closing so we don´t miss a single thing.
The powers surge around us all, great vast powers of time and space and coincidence and chance and evolution and myths and gods that speak over our shoulders. What does it whisper in our ear? That we are lost and all is hopeless in our restless search for love or that everything is fine and that love can never be found because it was never lost, just mislaid. That it is everywhere, obvious, right out there in the open. But some of you seem to show it more than others and I want to talk to you in particular, so leave a message after the tone.
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