L I T by K R A V E N

Tomorrow

I know you’re watching from out there
I can see your distant face
I know our hearts are one
Yet lie on different planes

I know you are right
and you know you’re wrong
And maybe (one hopes) time will bring us
right back where we belong

But a war that brutally ends
allows peace to begin
and as we each span the globe
No matter in which direction we go
I’ll return to you, you know
And you’ll circle back round to me
Sure, it won’t be on this day, and this time
but maybe sometime tomorrow.

A relationship isn’t strong without

tooniceguy:

• fights/arguments
• problems
• time away from each other
• tears
• sacrifices
• irritation
• heartache

because people think that a relationship is perfect when they always get along and never fight. But really you need those things to make a relationship strong, you need those things too see how much both of you can with stand and if these feelings are just butterflies or if they really mean something more than that.

And not just boyfriend/girlfriend type stuff, this goes for family too.

I don’t intend to be rude or negative, but I guess I’m wondering why people still believe this?

You don’t need those things to make a relationship strong. In fact you want to avoid them at all costs through compromise and resolution if you want a strong relationship. This is not saying jump ship at the first sign of trouble, but if you love yourself and your partner enough, you obviously have to establish a comfort level and strategy for yourself in case an iceberg shows up.

While I want to believe the best of the author’s intent, I take issue with the fact that no limits are set. How do I know if I’m crying too much? How do I know I’m fighting and hurting too much?

Sacrificing going to college because my loved one is disabled is not the same as sacrificing a mortgage payment because your boyfriend gambled himself into owing a drug dealer a thousand dollars while drinking with his “friends”. It’s also not the same as sacrificing my body, emotions and savings so I can look the way my lover wants me to look and we can stop fighting, which many would say is an acceptable sacrifice for love. Not.

Civilized disputes, disagreements, and reasonable debates (all acceptable) are different from fights, ranting and raving, loud arguments, and violence (all unacceptable).

Moreover, often we have to put up with troublesome family because we live together by nature, and usually depend on one another (especially youth), but that doesn’t mean we have to do the same as adults, nor does it mean we should eventually put up with a love interest who can’t keep themself together.

I know we’re all imperfect, but honestly, people need to learn how to be better people, and thus better lovers. Selfless, respectful, humble, kind, polite, chivalrous, charitable. If we stop equating these easily achievable attributes with “perfection” or “prudishness” and get over our pride and egos, then we may still have a chance at life without round-the-clock bloody war even in our own households.

Most people aim for the typical 50/50 relationship where these issues are common, but I believe in at least an attempt at 100/100, as in:

You: “I love you so much. I’m just gonna drive all the way out there instead of making you meet me half way.”

Them: “Thanks, but I’m already outside your door.”

When you’re working towards 100/100, doesn’t matter when someone accidentally slips because they’re always covered by the other. (“Wow, you already started dinner? …You didn’t have to do that; but that’s perfect since I’m running late from work.”) Try arguing with someone who loves you enough to understand your situation, preferences, and desires enough to always be a step ahead of you waiting with a door open. It’s very difficult.
The best Lovers usually take the most pleasure in making each other happy versus seeking happiness from the other (which easily creates anger when one doesn’t get what was sought).

To avoid romantic obstacles, we need to learn to effectively communicate…just because it’s easier to communicate doesn’t mean we do it better (if anything, all signs point to ‘worse’). Stop trying to make 2,000 online relationships work and focus on your offline relationships. We need to sober up so we can make wiser decisions. Learn to choose a partner for reasons you won’t get bored with or characteristics you won’t find elsewhere (or else you’ll find what you want elsewhere).

Ultimately, if you or someone else won’t rise to the level of resolving what problems arise without great pains, irrationality or immaturity on either side then you probably shouldn’t be together.

We don’t need to be weak and settle or accept conflict and strife, because none of that is what love is. Arguments, fighting, heartache, and tears may be occasional side effects of even enduring relationships, but that doesn’t make them useful elements of strong relationships nor something we should welcome with such open arms as the original post implies. Problems should be exceptions, not the rule.

There may be a thin line between love and hate, but there isn’t a thing standing between a person and the millions of peaceful, romantic possibilities out there.

You don’t need a perfect relationship, but you need and (tell yourself this:) deserve one that works for you too. Everyone has the right to a peaceful and respectful relationship with minimal conflict, stress, and sadness in their pursuit of love and happiness. If you don’t like it, leave, before it’s too late. Pain and suffering are unhealthy no matter the source.

We must learn to prevent and avoid problems (proactive) in relationships instead of accepting and “dealing with” them (reactive) like society tells us to.

Take it from a real victim.

(Source: averyantonio)

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Might I Add

Count me among the men who see
See me among the men that count
Divide and conquer has fallen out
Balance is what the universe is about

a soapbox essay, if you will.

To whom that dare read: it’s been almost a decade since the attacks on the World Trade Center and the Pentagon. Clearly most Americans haven’t learned a damn thing. In honor of the 9/11 victims we have launched war on virtually everything, from the bank accounts of the middle and lower classes to people of an entire nation.

There has never been a worse time in the USA to be a different or ethnic citizen, visitor, founder, and/or immigrant in thought or physical presence. In this new era, for example, a young, intelligent actress could never dare dream to be anything beyond “that fat black chick from Precious.” It’s acceptable and cool to say “No Homo,” but if you were to say “No Negro,” in the same manner guess what controversy awaits?

Ignorance, promiscuity, mediocre talent and manufactured or fabricated “beauty” are rewarded with contracts, fame and fortune in this era.

It is now a crime of heresy just to be a freed slave skipping down the yellow brick road peacefully, creatively and intellectually without your corporate, government, or church-sponsored chains.

When a few Muslims wished to establish a center of art and culture in NYC, we went shouting “Mosque!” from the mountain tops, took to the airwaves and flooded streets in protest. But… when the USA dropped into Iraq with guns and bombs to wage war for no verifiable reason, a war that would result in the killing of thousands of innocent people and the homelessness of millions, it certainly didn’t bother most Americans enough to inspire us to stand against the atrocity in the same fashion.

So here’s to the 9/11 victims. In your honor we Americans have learned new and improved ways to divide, degrade, decline and completely destroy the peoples of the world including ourselves as one nation under someone’s arrogant and abusive God, and we will brainwash our youth to do the same.

These are my personal thoughts and opinions and I do not intend to offend, but to offer the content of my mind to mend the wounds that hatred, evil, and greed have marked on humanity.

Almost a decade later, the same hatred that sent those planes into the towers is just as loud, if not louder in America. It simply arrives in several forms, schools, textbooks, sacred texts, churches, organizations and varieties.

Free speech has become a weapon of mass destruction and mass delusion. It has been reduced to a mere excuse to openly hate and degrade people because of their color, religion, political party, economic status, sexual orientation or birthplace.

Arrogance, ignorance and religious indoctrination have replaced resolution, compromise, reason and humility. Men have mistaken true freedom for someone’s polluted and stripped, sexed-up, digital version of freedom.

We have disconnected and moved out of the real world and into a gross, boring, commercial, polluted and disgusting virtual imitation of the one we once lived in… as if everyone asleep in the theater playing The Matrix.

Those of us who have anything useful to say or offer to the world are automatically invalidated because we do not think like them, or act like them, nor do we subscribe to their personal brands of belief.

Therefore I propose that the additional victims of the 9/11 attacks were intelligence, honor, and true freedom.

Will I be plucked out, struck, humiliated, and censored because I do not subscribe nor pledge strict allegiance to a particular flag, organization, church, social network, secret society, government, creed or religion yet am completely capable of being peaceful, civil, charitable, creative, intelligent, tolerable, fashionable, and pleasant to be around??

One wonders.

But who among us truly subscribes to anything, anyone, or any God when factoring how quickly the father betrays his sons, the government betrays the governed, the earthling betrays the earth, the human betrays his body, the employer betrays the employee, the man betrays his mind, the follower betrays his faith, the power betrays the powerless, and the kingdom betrays the peasants?

I subscribe and pledge myself to peace, love, health, nature, the advancement and liberty of all mankind, and to our collective subscription to knowledge, wisdom, art, culture and understanding of each other, the world we live in and the universe around it.

Now tell me, is there anything wrong with that?

It’s a Small Mind After All

There are men who can’t understand what’s right in front of them.
They can’t understand their own brother staring back at them.
They can’t reach the maximum of their potential because they can’t grasp the potential in the rich variety of their own kind.
How could men fathom accessing the untapped regions of the mind, the uninhibited power of the human brain, or the far reaches of our complex universe if men can’t even fathom the simple wonders born of mere difference in the world standing before them?
How could men ever think that they might explore the worlds beyond if they choose to ignore the pebble they live on?

Addendum to The Social Matrix

This is an addition to my piece a few spots below (“The Social Matrix”) titled:

TumblrZion

Tumblr, in this virtual universe, is the last lighthouse of hope for mankind in the bleak world formed by The Federation and their Matrix. It is Zion, the last human city, deep down near the core, the heart, of the Earth. Aligning the planet’s greatest, purest knowledge, and acting in it’s pure, untainted, uncivilized* nature.

On this planet, humans are real, not pretending to be. There are no (known) androids created and dispatched by corporations disguised as humans. They are expressive, informative, caring, and giving.

They are creative in a way only achieved by a people free of the intellectual shackles and mind control of The Federation. Fashion, Poetry, Art, Music, Affairs of Humanity with depth and substance are the entertainment of choice here far beyond the mindless, ignorant, and commercial noise… that deafening, deadly noise of The Federation planets.

We are, in large part, a democracy of peaceful, intellectual, creative and kind individuals sharing literature, telling grand stories of the past, present and future, finding a unity out of an age old entity: human ingenuity.

May The Federation one day implode under its gargantuan size, and wasteful weight to leave behind a world that can find itself reborn again, re-inhabited, replanted, revibrant by the powerful, whimsical, brilliant and courageous inhabitants of TumblrZion.

[*by “uncivilized” I mean a place without man’s industrial civilizations, and also an uncivilized (or pure) planet free to erupt, quake, storm, flood, and burn without man’s silly interpretations of these natural occurrences as signs and omens of their gods, not a lack of civility.]