Thread by @Imperius__13

Love means something much more than what most people think (material obsession, therapy of disorder).

I was always hesitant myself about how feminine Buddhists (especially Western Buddhists) could be. And while I already knew to suppose they mean something very expansive,

I still couldn't understand until I got older and had even more experiences and self-reflection. Talking with religious people of equal intellect and seriousness and sincerity has helped magnify the same in me.

There is no void of strength and power in love; there's no cowardice, there's no pacifism, there's not even a pause before war, where you kill whom you ultimately love. It's weird but not false.

We can hope that it doesn't be that way, but we can feel relief that we at least don't hate, and for not hating we still unite our true souls together.

This life wasn't for us to decide how it ends but we can decide whether we hate.

Hate is the great self-defeater, and I've been guilty of that at least as much as anyone. Your greatest self does not want that. There are so many worlds possible when you can see beyond it. That is exactly the Glory and gift of the Divine.

I will probably always be rough around the edges and not a choir boy, but I am on the side of the religious and of transcendence.