Dear readers,
There are moments when we love to love and moments when we love to hate. Other moments when we hate to hate and then hate to love.
Humans are complex beings. Emotions are complex to comprehend. A merry-go-round of confusion.
Love and hate are two extremes that bring different colours to our eyes and chaos to our thoughts and hearts, triggering an assortment of behaviours that we sometimes struggle to understand, let alone others. The most mature and experienced minds can fall trap to it at any given moment, triggering a surge of energy and/or entangled thoughts. The triggered behaviours can bring great gifts or cause great harm to ourselves and others, sometimes intentionally, other times not.
The heart. The soul. That intangible thing. Whatever you want to call it. It can be provoked and manipulated, again, by ourselves and others. Influenced by the words of others and/or impulsed by inflatuation, sexual throes and attraction that blindside us. There’s also the punch of our ego and vices and habits that auto-pilot us into tumultuous predicaments, a strange flow state where we don’t know where we’ve been and how we’ve ended up there. We just slept walked into something. There’s a moment we need to stop. Breathe. Untangle the knots. Let go.
People. Humans. They affect our love and hate. They build you up and let you down, let you in and let you out, and you do the same to others. Again, sometimes intentionally, sometimes not. It’s an inevitable part of life. People can be intrinsically great or instrincically awful, and carry out acts that demonstrate that inner goodness or badness, or sometimes unconsciously do bad things when they are good people, or good things when they are bad. People are just that way. Entrances and exits of beings in our lives. Sometimes with consent, sometimes with reluctance. Sometimes a connection evolves into something else, sometimes it is saying goodbye, having closure. Sometimes it doesn’t close the way we want or expect. Sometimes the goodbye comes without uttering or hearing the words, because you didn’t think it was the end at the time, or you didn’t get a chance to say adieu, for one reason or other. It’s about accepting. Again, it’s a time to let go.
Letting go of love and hate, and finding the balance within, a flow state to an equilibrium within your emotions: it seems to be a path to happiness. I’m no expert; I’m just exploring my thoughts. But I feel our minds are wired that way. Obviously, self-love is the objective, rather than self-hate. But trying to find a love or hate in others to satisfy a love or a hole: that seems to be a toxic route we all follow at one stage or another in our lives. Some of us never learn.
Managing such emotions is difficult for the most experienced of minds. Realize your triggers and treat yourselves and others with respect and harmony, and from there you can ride the waves of lives storms a little easier, with peace of mind.
Where all this comes from is anyone’s guess: a test or calling from the spirits or a chemical reaction that swills somewhere within. You form your own opinion. You, the reader, and I, keep learning. The learning never ends. We absorb the lessons and tread carefully forward. Or at least, that’s what I do, and pass on what I learn to others.
Now we have come to the end, we may never know what this post is really about. Maybe I’m untangling my own understanding of love and hate and emotion. Above all, these thoughts came to me while in the shower. Therefore, they are merely shower thoughts. An aqua-inspired flow state.