Please

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Please

There is nothing I want from life. Perhaps that is not completely factual. I have been placed in the unfortunate position of one occupied with drug intake for pain relief, and many daily obstacles.

We have barriers, and obstacles that must be transgressed before we can even grow-up. Before we can get in touch with who we are as a person in this community world. On our earth, where interaction with others is a component of life that always enlightens because it lets us see ourselves. There are areas where we can become more aware of our actions, and our words. Where we develop an understanding that lets the iron grip of the past, lighten, and fade, to be replaced with a loving heart, and care-giving spirit.

When we want to give our care and loving-selves to the other, and the other does not want to accept it, then the time dictates needed action, either to bring resolution, termination, or acceptance of that relationship. I know that it is a little more intricate than that, but that is my general feeling on the matter.

When the intimacy of the moment is painful, all thought on it's resolution becomes paramount, then unfortunately exterior matters become mute. I don't think love becomes mute, or that deep feelings become inconsequential, but that the degree of pain correlates directly with desire to learn love, and service to the other.

Granting simple respect to self, encourages our heart to give that special warmth to the other. Yet that respect I speak of is not free; it is not inconsequential, it has a touch of God.  Respect is a component of love, and love is a component of God.