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Let us write about love with the full intention of every word.  When I think of the one I love, my heart flutters with anticipation of emotional highways destined to greater functionality! This wondrous place that’ all humans seek to endeavor.  How is it that we are so quickly turned away?  I myself have been through the trail of desperate relationships, and insane’ compulsive clingingness… How I held so tightly to the belief that ‘I could’ “sense every emotion” of my lover.  I knew when they were sad’ and when times were rough, I saw the rain clouds come in from my desperate agony! I saw the lightening scorch my soul! I cried 1,000,002-years as if they were one!  Because I was left abandoned~.  In the puberty of my soul, which preteened away into my 80s, my one last resolve- was stripped away.

    And what was I to think?  You must feel emotion? “We think” as they wonder where I am tonight?  How the agony of the trail we wish to follow` is denied!  And another path we must follow- too its bitter end...  And once we have been instructed in the ways of romance and human love affairs, regardless of how wonderfully they work out, we awaken to old age the greatest mystery of all… So, as I come out of this area of emotional disturbance.  I begin to study. What is my responsibility to life as a human being?  Now that I am without my lover, what challenges must I face?  Will I walk to find love in homes “hoping different” with greater possibilities?  Or, will my fear contain me? I do not miss the choice that fear always offered...  Fear of ever been heard again, Fear of opening myself up’ so- intimately- close---`. Surely, this cannot be the safest way to find love???  There must be a pharaohs avenues to trade with, so I can take in the pleasure of evil love.  For evil find its way into everyone’s heart whether they are a believer, or not.

    Or quite possibly ‘Evil’ is nothing but true believers! Peoples who focus on harming others through “the manipulations of words”.  Telling us things that are not true~ We trust the face of a liar.  The face I must have one million times in sweet sexual abandonment!  The intense lovemaking and intended talking- talking- talking-. Forages through communication, “we begin to build a relationship” filled with anticipation and delight!!  And we begin to understand that the past relationship was only a lie…  For true love does not support bad relationships, and true love is not wrathful or hateful.  True love is divine intelligence based on good judgment!  True love is wisdom and insight into kindness and compatibility!!  True love allows each to remain an individual!!!  In this, a place where my heart has always dreamed the most wonderful childhood fantasies.  Because when I was a child, I believed in love~ as the greatest thing!

    I did not let the conditioning of hostile and sometimes- “Evil People” destroy my ability to be trustworthy and trusting.  I learned to observe behavior’ especially the actions behind the words-.  Even if the words were not always kind, or what I wanted to hear.  I knew behind the shell of another human soul, I had found one who could understand me.  I found one who will listen to me, and I will listen too.  I have found my state of mind became much more happier “when I” became my best friend.  Encouraging myself to believe in romance’ and taking chances.  I do not live my life with regret!  I have been to some of the most torturous experiences and have ended up on the other side with a warm resolve to believe in the power of faith.  My faith…

 

Thomas A. SUTOR

P.O. Box 2343

Lompoc CA 93438

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All written word is "The Opinion" of Thomas A. unless otherwise noted...

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