Looking Out Not In


We have been schooled into believing
That love’s opposite is hate, but hate
Is simply an outbranching from fear

They want to govern us using fear
So they try to distract our attention
And teach us how to hate instead

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on November 20, 2016, in Prose With Pretensions and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. is this
    as it
    every was?
    but, alas,
    all will
    be right
    in eternal
    heaven 🙂

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  2. These words are second nature some, incomprehensible by others. Go figure.


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