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hate hurts love heals but place hate as hidden compassion.
love hurts and hate heals sometimes as better action.
i desire to love and without hurt
but what becomes of what love is?
love without hurt?
ah! the bliss of ideals.

love and lack of is before what,

love is and really is.

sure i want to show you i care and all the time

but i cant cause i dont all the time.

speak plethora and i get annoyed

then i preach to practice listening.

but its often because i just want to sit,

and give attention to god's mystery.

when god speaks, hear thought listen!

let go! let god speak freely!

grab another with involved interest,

engage and embrace with intimate thought.

wrestle with what is, and surface what is not.
fill your thinking with humble reasoning

let lesson reveal its message
be aware of hollow words

scorn all empty gestures

for joyful sadness and shimmering rains
one can only inflict what is harbored pain
so the suffering a person has caused you,

they suffer far more
for one can only give what one has
accept it and move on