At the beginning of time there was no heed warning that we would become our own enemies, we would caterwaul and fight and we would obliviate true love. No man should thank himself after a war that left carnage and no dead human spirit should return evil even if he had been spited in his life. These are my words. You know, we are quick, convenient creatures and both man and woman act upon human instinct. It is how we were made. We are curious; man definitely cannot live by bread alone. Women are castigated for being emotional, men are praised for being hubristic. The women of today have developed a typicality. A carnal attractiveness in which they lure every eye through an obvious s/m (social medium). It is an accomplishment to be sexual, to be noticed, to be garish. It is acceptable for a man attached or committed to gaze upon another female, to “like” what she looks like and to spend time adorning and scoping her figure, her personality and her “profile” through her “profile” or profile(s) where the case may apply. Man know not the difference between an orthodox appreciation and adoration for “the woman”. Instead they are fleshly interested in seeing and gazing upon every and any woman and her physical boons. To a man, “liking” a photograph does not contain any connotation of desire for her or with her. It is an act of social criterion, just a thing. When women are spoken about, they are derogatorily appreciated. “God bless the woman with a big ass, Thank God for women with big boobs, girls with abs are proof of Jesus, Bad bitches are angels sent from God”. Where does veneration for childbearing, care-taking, innate womanhood and female modesty fit in? These are the type of women men ultimately want to be with but the limelight is for their fantasies and their escape.
On the other side of yonder, men too are blurry defined. High is he with a flock of females adoring him. Accomplished is he who thousands follow. Men live in a culture of fashion where its kind of dumb to be humble. ‘Cause where does that get you? Men have dreams to become young millionaires and to be better than his brotherly friend. Females offer sex as a platform to grab a man’s interest; she offers her “sexy” body to give the notion that she has everything. They fall for it. Men have relationship goals of being with a spicy female that every other man wishes for. Then we wonder why either gender refer to one another as all the same, when they have created the type for themselves.
When a man and a woman face a stumble in their relationship, a war begins. Luckily there are quick, convenient refuges. S/M. When the person you love should be your rescuing place instead they are the enemy and everything else becomes a safe-haven. A fight is a battle; and neglect is almost natural for either him or her. A couple transforms into two gargoyles flying in the sky trying to strike down the other first. They are suddenly strangers and reality is not a slap to the face but an amnestic blow to the head. There is no record of from whence they first fell in love, no laughter, no intimate attraction, just bloody war. Reality is surreptitious. It creeps up within warfare and threatens love. Logic becomes the wicked truth and silence is the loudest scream in the sky. What then, shall stop this fight? What is true love’s amelioration…?
Lose all pride. Lose all ground.
On August 6, 1945, the United States dropped an atomicbomb on the Japanese city of Hiroshima. Late in the evening of August 8, 1945, in accordance with the Yalta agreements, but in violation of the Soviet- Japanese Neutrality Pact, the Soviet Union declared war on Japan, and soon after midnight on August 9, 1945, the Soviet Union invaded the imperial Japanses puppet state of Manchukuo. Later that same day, the United States dropped a second atomic bomb, this time on the Japanese city of Nagasaki. The combined shock of these events caused Emperor Hirohito to intervene and order the Supreme Council for the Direction of the War to accept the terms the Allies had set down in the Potsdam Declaration for ending the war. After several more days of behind-the-scenes negotiations and a failed coup d’etat. Emperor Hirohito gave a recorded radio address across the Empire on August 15. In the radio address, called the broadcast, he announced the surrender of Japan to the Allies.
We question how can the world be in such calamity and how humans can be beasts toward one another. We are a part of that same human race and we too, acquiesce some beast behaviour in our darkest times. We are no different if we choose to carry on a fight with someone we love for the sake of parading a flag of pride or for our own ignorance or the heart-wrenching desire to just give up without showing we are weak.
The difference between a war of the world and a war between two people is that surrender is not minacious. No one’s physical life is in jeopardy for an apology. Our hands are not tied behind our backs and there is no gun pointing toward our faces. We are only faced with the moment and the choice we make will destine what is meant to be and what can be meant to be. Because we do, in fact, create our future. From the moment we begin to fight to the very last word said before it is over. But, somehow there is a misapprehension about the choice to surrender. Its assumed that the one who has surrendered has axiomatically lost. But, no. Not true. The one who surrenders had done nothing but won. Won love, won forgiveness, won a chance. It is only up to the enemy to put down his weapon too. It is only up to the other to fall back in love with you.