One wise man spoke to me saying
“The only reason you desire love is because you do not understand her infidelity
Love is poison for your soul, yet you drink her wrath with such blissful ignorance
It is the greatest source of enmity l
It is sorrow masqueraded in laughter and joy
Are not all wars started by the love of one’s race, religion, and country?
Is not all destruction rooted in the vanity of love? Yet you call her a delight!
If you eat from the fruit of her branches, you shall surely die, for she is the grim reaper hidden by the veil of your own stupidity”
Another wise man said
“Love is the passion of your inner being screaming with joy
Just as the songbirds sing, so does your heart, infatuated with the beauty of life
It is the murder of malice and suffering being overtaken by the soul
What is the soul?
It is the unfolding flower of life
It is the perfect cadence of harmony finding its’ inner voice
In its gentle embrace, you will find ascension above the pain of life
You will be set free from the bitter shackles of division and find solace in one another”
After listening to their voices, I realized that both men were hopeless fools
