At the intersection of Love and Hate

I have had the privilege of being on both sides of spectrum – and during my forays I’ve breathed deeply.

I’ve born witness to disaffection – covered in the veneer of feigned pleasantries.

To bathing in the radiance of love in its most pristine state – as those who love unconditionally see the triumph of the loved as an extension of themselves.


I’ve learned a crucial survival strategy.

That it is essential – to breathe seamlessly in both types of atmospheres.

If we are to live abundantly.

Tributary of the Gunpowder Falls
When the water flows…

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