Thursday, January 17, 2013

Since When

Since when did love begin picking favorites? When did love begin choosing sides? When did it begin to discriminate? When did “love” begin looking so much like hate?
The answer is never.
Love is a force. The most powerful force in the universe. Nothing can stop it. Not people, not religion, not war or bloodshed. Nothing will ever be able to eliminate something so crucial to existence. The thing about love is that it absorbs negativity and turns it into something positive. Hate makes love so much stronger and so much more beautiful.
If it were not for the love invested in several ideas that seemed radical to some during their time period, we would not have the beautiful country that we have today.
I would love it if someone could tell me why love is difficult for some people to comprehend.
Love does not choose only those of a certain sexual orientation just as it does not favor those with a certain skin tone or those with a belief in a particular religion.
Those among us with ignorant minds protest the love should not belong to couples with the same gender. They say that it is “sinful”, “wicked”, and “wrong”. Tell me, please if you are reading this and disagreeing, PLEASE comment and give me an educated answer as to how love could ever be wicked. I’m not talking about love for power, or something ridiculous like that. I’m talking about the most basic thing in the world: The love that one human being has for another.
I think the real reason that people are “homophobes” (I don’t like that word. I prefer to call them assholes) is because they are absolutely scared out of their tiny little minds.
“It’s so unnatural! It goes against the gospel!” Oh please. So do ear piercings.
Homophobes/assholes are scared because they realize how much more powerful love is when compared to hate. They can protest all they want, but eventually this country will continue to knock down the pathetic marriage barrier and allow equal rights for all human beings. When that happens, I will be immensely happy. Why?
Because it will mean that love has triumphed against ignorance once again.
Peace, love, and more love,

Tuesday, January 8, 2013

The Pros and Cons of Friendship

I am always amazed at the many different types of love that we, as humans, possess. Take for instance the love of a friend. Not just any friend either, but a best friend. The sort of friend that is always there for you and doesn’t mind when you don’t fix your hair or put on real clothes.

The love that we have for our friends is amazing. We stumble through these crazy lives of ours, trying to figure out our place in all of the madness around us, and then we find someone who makes us laugh. When we find someone who can make us laugh we decide if we want them to know our stories.

Friends are people that we don’t have to love, if that makes any sense at all. If we become angry with them, they can very easily walk out of our lives and never return. We still love them regardless, even though we understand the risk of letting them into our lives. By loving them, we give them the potential to leave us devastated should something go wrong. While we have them in our lives, we have something solid to lean on. We have a barrier between us and the outside world. But when they leave, and everyone leaves eventually, we are right back where we started. We take to stumbling through life again, because we no longer have that second pair of feet to help us through the murkier parts of existence. Dark days become darker, and light days seem dimmed.

We don’t always choose to lose those who matter to us. Sometimes they are taken away from us by the mysterious workings of death. Sometimes distance proves to be too big of an obstacle to surmount. With every scenario comes a different and separate type of pain.

No matter how heartbroken we are when we are separated, true friends are one of the greatest parts of life.


Peace, love, and Pimp Daddy (you know who you are),