This harsh back and forth, or “the end of the honeymoon stage” is all we know as a collective. The “love crimes”, the court cases, the cemeteries, the asylums, the hospitals, all reveal it; show our immature erotic stage.
From high to low, from hatred to ecstasy, the clash of the Titans (love & hate), we haven’t grown out of “love” dependency and the self-hatred nesting deep in our wounds. We use “love” as a solution but it ends up being our punishment, the chains around our neck that we want to escape from.
The New Age garbage has hidden reality and people’s minds are lost in the clouds and in denial. Placing fear opposite love, the movement became just another commodity to market. Everyone wants to buy the love it promises.
Admittedly sometimes it all just becomes too much, too difficult to handle, too foggy to figure out, too demanding to endure. People want ready, handed solutions but there aren’t any. One must kill any such need inside oneself for such a guru that might cross one's path.
For it is only when one becomes courageous enough to face the raw realities, one’s own emotions, that one will be willing to dig deep enough into one's own heart to extract the way, the solutions. It’s only in the true heart that they can be found, that deliverance may occur and true love may be found; incorruptible, unshakeable, unthreatened.
