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TOD HOWARD HAWKS Feb 2021
There is a difference between personhood and behavior. Everyone's personhood is divine, inviolate, whereas so many people's behavior is often uncaring or hurtful or even much worse. It is not unusual to react to one's untoward behavior with at least displeasure if not outright hate, even ******. But this latter response is unknowing. When one encounters bad behaviour to any degree and wishes it were not so, do not exacerbate what is already deleterious by making it even worse through punishment. Instead, constrain this negativity, but love this forsaken person. Love is the cure for all who suffer pain. It may take a lot of love to heal a hurting soul, even a lifetime, perhaps even longer. But love is the antidode for all emotional maladies. But for one to be able to love others, one must first be loved, preferably by one's parents, but if not by them, then by someone else who was loved and thus has love to give those who desperately need it. This dilemma is what our world most suffers from. Wealth, fame, power--all are illusory and therefore feckless. They are but unconscious efforts to compensate for lack of love, and that is why our world has been turned inside-out for millennia. Only being loved, and then being able to love, will we be able to turn our world right-side in. Then and only then will we have Peace on Earth forever, and for the first time.

TOD HOWARD HAWKS
arun kunjumon Jan 2020
Isn't our life like a river ?

Through the casual drifts,
Like a cascade undertow
Holding secrets in its flow
Carving the course, with the ease.

Life like a river,Can we devour the taste?
Cleansing itself from man's deadly waste.

Many battles have left the river ****** red
Still it hold its flow,filtering the dead
Acts as an antidode, from the watchful eyes
Causing the imbalance, in its land.

There we flow through the gorgeous
Mountains and fishersman's eyes
Raining as heavily we could,
In the city of shores.

Carrying our own war ships
With a belief of victory,
There we catch the sheds of tear drop
Like a girl fallen in love.

The beauty of river carriers
Each and everyone in its way
Like the vien carries without a delay
The river is the begining and the end
That what we call"LIFE"

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