“If to society we claim there is oppression, then we fail to recognize that not just to society, though to personal choice, are such issues apparent. From the claim of societal oppression, those voices become the oppressors. In controlling choice, there is who and what is deemed to be inherently correct or incorrect. However, since it is society for which we have developed, then to its people they must only be personally, not equally, responsible. If a man weeps, then it was only right to do. If a man does not weep, then it was his choice to not do so. To blame society for a man to never weep, is to become the oppressor to a freedom for choice that otherwise creates and recreates the apparent flaws for humanity’s understanding. If we are understanding to how humanity is flawed, then it is never society that is the issue, though ourselves.”– Modern Romanticism
“As they say that love conquers all, though only in the remembrance of the heart’s function. To never forget the greatest importance, is above all what plagues the mind. Reconfirmation. To remind oneself of the greatest treasure, as that is to preserve the heartbeat. Why does it beat? If to love is to feel who we are loving, then we must conquer ourselves, our fears, before we can conquer what suffocates another.”– Modern Romanticism
It should be said that every emotion aligns with fear. Outside of fear, there is love. Though, outside of love, there is fear, due to all emotions being fleeting. As with life, crumbling under fear to drag it down, love raises. Love is the divine and indomitable force that is beyond emotion.
For if we are always imperfect due to ourselves believing the most temporary of fears, or feelings, will last, then that is where blunders are made.
If all emotions are never eternal, then it is love that is the only force to be.
Mistakes, for a human, align themselves with the temporary. Is life a mistake? Only if we have nothing to protect.
We are temporary, if we never loved. Of our bodies, so susceptible to its weight, as we become weightless to fly, in love. We do love, when we realize we are not mere flesh and bones. We are love, when we see ourselves and others as the same, beyond the many shapes we can construct.
Love is not an emotion, because as all feelings are never permanent, love remains to conquer the uncertain mind, with the reminder to the heart.
Things so temporary, like life or of all emotions that cannot last, are how a human makes mistakes. Imperfection is in these short-term endeavors, to feel something. Though, perfection is to love, in the remembrance, and only the reminder, to what is important for our actions.
Among each things so temporary and so ephemeral, there is no love. Love keeps the flesh together and strengthened. Love keeps the image from being shattered. If we make mistakes enough to hurt ourselves, or hurt another, then we can easily believe such imperfections will remain. A human is only ever to remain imperfect, out of no love. As love perfects the imperfection, we become accepted. We realize why we are alive.
Humans are alive, not to die, though to be remembered.
“If a person’s salvation lies upon understanding who they are, then to the concept of perfection, we should immediately know it cannot be identified with. For at the heart of all beings, we are alike. Imperfect to know each other, and never perfect enough to withstand each other.”– Modern Romanticism
“Forgiveness cannot perceive fault, making all that possesses error go unsegregated from the perfected.”– Modern Romanticism
Forgiveness perceives nothing of imperfection, that it might always be aligned with the perfect. A perfected thing, is always in the awareness of love. Love, to its essence, is always for the imperfect to become its very opposite. Perfection is the forgiveness of imperfection, born out of love.
Though, to what we are limited in trusting, makes us nullified in forgiving what we fear. We fear, of things that cannot be trusted, making forgiveness an impossibility out of foreseeable betrayal. The human instinct to forgive is indeed limitless, due to that it is the one necessity for another being to continue their lives. To perceive the monster as such, stalls just a small portion of humanity, being of that person viewed as their beastly selves. For to not ever forgive, in seeing beyond imperfection, is merely to be ignorant of a story to what created this monster. Forgiveness makes the ascension of a human, to a point of development where they can speak of freedom, almost involuntarily.
Imperfection of what is distrusted, might one day be forgiven, if a person can remember a day when they were good. What should define “good” in this world, is the time before stagnation of development, had shadowed any intent to forgive such imperfection. It is upon imperfection, where forgiveness is laid, making what is good in the world becomes a uplifting of a person’s devolution. Their degrading selves, when forgiven, becomes ascended.
For to define “imperfection” makes it opposite from forgiveness. How can we forgive, to make perfect, the imperfection that still betrays us? If to say God is perfect, then upon the imperfection, He forgives to ascend into Heaven. This is said, as it is true human are able to do the same. For development is only ever possible, for the individual, when stagnation is no longer makes a person blind to a better outcome. Love forgives, as it always does. It is due to that love remembers, though holds a difference from trust. We are not trusted, when we remain imperfect, not ever holding faith in those who still remember us, as good.
To those who may see us imperfect, as monstrous, are for us to hold faith in them, that their love may recall a memory of our good selves. To that memory, we are forgiven, due to that we are comprehended to not have been born such a way. We understand a story that did not, by itself, cause corruption of the soul until a certain path was taken.
It is again to say that forgiveness perceives nothing of imperfection, to then recall the memory that makes a person perfect. For it is perfection that forgiveness perceives, beyond imperfection, making what has been recalled as merely the singular ingredient enough to purify.
Freedom. Discovery. Reason. These things represent a person’s desire to have a choice, even in the matter of being responsible.
What is meant by “being responsible”? A person’s responsibilities come along with having no choice, no freedom, no way to reason oneself out of it. Their desire to run, is only cowardice.
For what a person has, in terms of responsibility, makes them void of freedom, void of reason. That is because what we are responsible for, we cannot escape it. All of the responsibilities we put upon our shoulders, will become a haunting from our own past, were all we to do is run. Should we next neglect our own children, our own families, when we escape the duties and responsibilities of care?
It is in the same mindset, and one cannot deny that when people reason, they believe they have more freedom in terms of the self. Though, in terms of doing right for others, or simply doing right, there is continual escape from these duties. There is a continual belief, through our power to reason, that to escape from a responsibility, means to have more freedom.
Freedom is meant to be limited, or otherwise all around us begins to decay. Division is sourced from the human ability to reason. For when we reason, we reason ourselves out of responsibility. We believe every nation to be totally free, without comprehending that as the road towards tyranny. Tyranny, being the definition of ultimate freedom, or ultimate power. Ultimate control, being what freedom in its purest sense, represents. For when we divide through the promotion of reasoning ourselves out of responsibilities, or simply being totally free, there is never a chance for an uprising against that tyranny. There is never a connection, because we never did right for others. We continually promoted discovery, and never believed that the only worthy “discovery” is in who we love, remembering that we should preserve that. By continually promoting discovery, we never connected to others, by discovering another’s heart, and identifying with them. We were simply too obsessed with knowing who we were.
Reason has little room in the realization of being responsible when it comes to loved ones. We say to ourselves when we know we have a task to commit to, “I have no choice but to do it.” Such as with caring for children, or caring for a sick and dying relative. We say to ourselves that it is our duty to care for them, because we love them.
Therefore, it is freedom that should be limited, so that we don’t ever void ourselves from these responsibilities. For all of responsibility is in the name of love, while all of freedom is in the name of choice. However, when freedom is limited, we uphold those responsibilities, so that we do not neglect. It is so our loved ones do not die quicker, do not decay faster, that we are limiting our freedom, our choice, our ability to reason or escape.