not so warm and not so fuzzy feeling

So this past week I've been learning a lot about love and putting others first. As a society I think we have the tendency to think of love in a very different way than it is actually meant to be. We think that love is about having a "warm and fuzzy feeling" all the time, about living on an emotional high. We replace the meaning of love with infatuation. We are content loving others as long as we feel like loving them and as long as we feel that they love us. I think this is why a lot of marriages end in divorce, the couple no longer feels love for each other and then they bail. It's the same concept in all our relationships, not only marriage, we need to feel love in order for the relationship to be functional in our minds. To an extent we do need to feel loved, as humans that's who we are. We long for value and acceptance, and that's not bad, we need to fulfill that. But we also make love into solely a feeling and nothing more. But I've been learning that love is more than just a fleeting feeling, it's a concious decision, it demands action. It is a commitment to putting others before yourself. I read a quote this week that said, "True love takes the wants, the needs, and the struggles of others and makes them your own." That is so true, love is not just feeling emotionally attached to someone. Sometimes love is hard, and I know I won't always FEEL love for people but I can always decide whether to love them or not in how I treat those closest to me. This is why it says in 1 Corinthians 13 that love is patient, love is kind, it is gentle, it does not boast, it forgives and forgets, love is an action.

The Small Constitutional Print...

...And as a united people we will rise on the backs of the uneducated. From their sweat a great nation will be nourished, rooted in their veins. From the strength of their hands our legacy will be built in permanence. From the fertile soil of poverty we will feed our country. We will give them a meaning that they can understand and then, from the blood they have spilt, we will fill the trenches while diplomacy stalls. Now this may come across as somewhat drastic or a little undemocratic but consider the cost. Sacrifice is required to maintain our rank on the top, and better to sacrifice their sons and daughters than our own. We must preserve our dream and the spine of our great society. Manifest destiny awaits our glorious arrival. From the bones of martyrs and patriots alike we will construct our empire.

pharmacy

we have backed ourselves into a comfortable corner. all threat has ceased and we have been reconciled to our creator. we lifted our hands of despair in a medical prayer and the prescription was fulfilled, the remedy discovered. the revolution waiting to be sparked by our pentecostal tongues was stifled by our platonic throats. my conviction belongs to the stoics in the valley below. the devil and i discuss matters of faith while the ADHD war deploys reinforcements in my chest. anorexia exposes my ribs while nervosa hunts in the forefront of my mind. i have become a stranger in my own skin. if i could bury my head any further into my hands they'd be a grave. i have withdrawn to sharpen iron bars to keep the casualties to a minimum. these safety precautions have become my cage and the crowd passes a sympathetic glance in my direction, the way they would look at wild animals trapped behind glass or indians on a reservoir. some are so ashamed that they can't even bring themselves to look. this has become too much for me to handle alone. the cap sits loosely waiting for one handfull to restore Zion.