The Cure

The feeling of alone that I have now is different  then what I've had before.
It can't be cured by friends or family. Going out makes it worse but staying home let's me wallow in it.

This kind of alone comes from having loved and lost, in a sense. I was given a taste of heaven; assurance that whatever I faced, I was never truly alone.
The battles I had within myself, I then had a partner, an ally. Someone who would step in the middle of my inner war and instill peace.
The never ending struggle of the real world was never as heavy because they were there to bare that weight with me.

But the thing that made me feel most loved is that I could let every aspect of myself beam out of me and they never cringed. They never asked me to hide any part of me. In fact, they could draw out parts of me I didn't know I had, in the best way imaginable.

I guess that's the real cure to this loneliness: letting myself flow, uninhibited, with another human being.

Guns vs. Flowers

After a discussion with my best friend, who's in the military, I realized my post could use a bit of explaining.

First off, I support what our military is doing. The mother-fluffers that heartlessly murdered our fellow humans will be put to death. They've made their choice and there are consequences. We should be consistent and thorough when disciplining. And the way we do that is through our military. We can't be soft when things like this happen.

My post was directed to us civilians. We who aren't fighting the current threat.
We are not powerless.
Instead of get angry and post about how upset you are, get off your freakin ass and do something.
Terrorist aren't just born hearteless, killing machines, they are raised in our hate-filled world and are left believing that hate is all they have to live for. And they act on that belief.

Like a tree, bad branches need to be removed. Pruned, as to not infect or harm the rest of the tree.
But like a tree, most of the problems that manifest themselves in the branches start at the roots.
Take care of the roots and no matter what the tree goes through, it will live. Even if it seems like it has lost everything, if the roots are good, if they are healthy, the tree will always come back.

Hate will always fester in our world. It's within human nature. But we can fight against it and in turn, fight against terrorism.

Personally, I don't have the money to travel and spread love to every human in all the world. As much as I want to, that is completely unrealistic. But I believe it is my personal responsibility to pour love into the world, rather than hate.

I, personally, can change the world. YOU have the power to make a better world! You won't always see the results. I would dare say you'll rarely see them. But love, true, sincere love begets more love. And I want this world to be mostly love.

I want people to look forward to bringing children, planned or not, into this world because we've made it a home rather than a war zone. I want people who don't want kids to love existing daily because even on the bad days they know the world is good AT ITS CORE.

Violence is necessary now because we, as humans, have been failing for years to cherish and care for our roots.

We have to face the problems now but let's try to FIX them so our children and our children's children can have a world worth living in.