The Division of Love and Fear (The Lovers)A Poem by KWPthe tale of the ever widening division of Love and Fear ...Did you know that Love and Fear used to be lovers? Oh yes, long, long ago if you came across Love and Fear you would have found them eternally entwined in each other’s arms. You are still able to bear witness to their ultimate cinematic love saga, but first you must learn to study the whispers of time passed. Their story, however, has been passed over many a generation for it is the hope that one day we can all bear witness to Love and Fear reuniting and understand the quality of devotional sentiment once again. And so the story goes. Love and Fear had always been sweethearts. From even before the beginnings of time. Encapsulating each others desires in every heartbeat, every breath, together they existed only to provide lashings of kindness, adulation, tenderness and devotion to each other. Nothing else was needed. Together they were, the balancing scales, the cream on the cake, pleasure laden bliss, cool to the hot, stillness in the breeze, sun to the snow and ebb to the flow. They were the one in oneness. Love and Fear epitomized what we can only fathom as ultimate unity. Well, that was until a visitor from a faraway land came in through the breeze and landed himself right between them. He brought with him a welcoming smile ensuing trust by whoever sat in his path. His name was Consciousness. His smile was false. He was a sneaky game playing intruder! And he came bearing gifts. ‘I’ve truckloads full of thought,’ he shouted for all to hear, ‘I’ve endless internal chatter, armfuls of entanglement, and Minds for the masses. Free for all, don’t get left behind, take a Mind for yourself, experience the limitations of LIFE. These minds are solar powered and no shut-off switch. They were designed to think, think, think. Twenty-four seven " think! Keep up with evolution and get your non-stop mind today.’ Consciousness gifted a mind to Love. Gifted a mind to Fear. Unwittingly they accepted their new minds for themselves. Consciousness left on his merry way, singing as he disappeared over the hills " " ‘The power will be mine my force is too strong, Fear and Love will never, know my secret song. Their new minds shall win unending thought will begin, as I slip into the folds of eternity’s din.’ Love and Fear naively switched on their new minds as soon as Consciousness had left their sight. An explosion of new feelings entered them. Oh what a novelty! They felt their emotions expand, blossom, they could now engage their senses, they played games with each other endlessly, they experienced as they made love in the flesh for the first time. Oh, the sweetest of pleasures exchanged! They laughed, they cried, they laughed some more, they sat to think and think they did, their minds travelling in many a direction. Oh the possibilities! Soon, though, they became tired. They wished to turn off their minds. But they simply could not. This new thought in mind just would not cease! Fear and Love became irritable and irrationale. ‘Just be sure you are ready to switch your minds on,’ Consciousness had said, ‘for there is no shut-off switch.’ Fear’s new mind, in his tired worn out state, introduced him to anger. He had reached sensory overload. Red eye’s bulging, shaking hands, gritting his teeth, Anger ravenously gained control over him. Fear, in a fit of rage, exploded with screaming, kicking and punching at all within sight. Love had never seen Fear in such a state. She was unable to calm him and became frightened. FRIGHTENED! Another new emotion she had never before known but now had to endure. Love didn’t know what to do or how to help. Fear, totally consumed by Anger launched an attack of irrational venting onto Love. Fear was out of control. Love, having never ever experienced anger, and scared of the new Fear, was at a loss for what to do. Days and weeks passed and Fear’s rage continued to fire. Fear was no longer the one Love had given her heart too. Fear was becoming violent. His new mind was getting the better of him, angry thoughts led the way. Had Love lost her darling Fear forever? She had no choice but to leave, and quickly, before Fear caused her harm. Having a new mind affected Love as well. Before mind, her outpouring of perpetual devotion for Fear was consummate. Nothing else mattered. Her existence had been unfettered and Love had always found herself hovering in a state of bliss. But now, with mind, she had discovered complications, she had discovered desire for more. She had no idea what she was going to do with more, for all she had was always perfectly enough. Love was out of check and out of balance and she did not like it one little bit. Her life force always had the ability to heal all and everything in her and Fear’s existence. But now, she was weak, the mind in constant thought no longer allowed her to emit beauty unending. There was always more to think about. Unable to help Fear and with a heavy heart, filled full to the brim with sorrow, Love left Fear in the dead of the night. She was going in search of Consciousness, she needed to return his gift of mind. After Consciousness had gifted the first two minds to Love and Fear he continued on his journey offering gifts of the miracles of mind to any and everybody. It did not take long for thought to pop up everywhere in his wake. An ethnosphere was forming. Starting out like a spider’s web, soon thought became entangled and existence began to get confusing. On her own journey, Love found herself becoming caught up in the entanglement of thought from many directions, not just her own thought anymore, but now, new, fresh thought was being fired at her in every direction. Oftentimes Love would lapse, forgetting why she had set out in the first place. It was not until she had examined the deep recesses of her mind that she remembered she was doing it for her beloved other half, Fear. If only she could find Consciousness. She would give him back the gift of mind. Then she may have a chance at restoring the union between her and Fear so they can once more they can share bliss and equanimity in the everywhen. The ancient destination where emotions are benign and overcoming all to find acceptance becomes commonplace once again. © 2016 KWP |
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13 Reviews Added on February 4, 2016 Last Updated on February 9, 2016 AuthorKWPSydney, NSW, AustraliaAbout'The kernel, the soul — let us go further and say the substance, the bulk, the actual and valuable material of all human utterances — is plagiarism. For substantially all ideas are sec.. more..Writing
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