Epilogue
Epilogue
It was a fuckup.
And it was mad.
And it was pure horror.
And for some or other reason,
that you still don't quite
understand...
and maybe this is not the point.
Maybe it is time to over stand
and not seek the fault in your own
or other's
stars.
For we are never really hurt by Love
but by our misunderstanding of Her.
She has no business
in the dramas we play out
for infinities,
beyond number.
For as you know..
there is no feeling so alone
as the one you are hurting
is your own,
as the wise bard said.
And he is right.
There is some high ground that is not worth taking
and some connections are not worth making.
Little one,
that which what you call karma,
is something you don't really understand.
And the only way through
is beyond.
Here and now,
here and now,
even if you need to spend a year or two in the forest
and vent your rage
like a mad wolf...
To let the badness that has had it's way
to dissolve..
So Love can once again
find Her way
to you.
But then again little one...
If you are already
Mad
You can’t really go crazy😊
And it is not really good for your soul
to not go crazy..
Every once
In a blue
Moon. 😊