I don’t know how to love. And to be honest, it scares me. I’m ill-equipped for the task at hand, which is something I’m not used to; I don’t even have a mood-playlist to write to, damn. The soldier must lay down his sword, the war is over. To provide is the soldier’s nature, but to receive, to be cared for, this runs against the grain, contrary to his nature; the tender touch weighs like iron, and slices like blade. I don’t know how to feel loved, and that is scary for me.
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I'm a man who is trying to improve the world. I know this is an arduous task, however, broken down logically it isn't so complicated. The world is made up of individual humans. Change a human, change a part of the world. Start with yourself. View all posts by Lao Tzu