IMPROPER ANCHORING WITH PROPER DECORATION
Do you know what’s best, my friend?
Anchor where it is forbidden, but with Hearts.
In this Amsterdam of life, where sin is never really a sin but a Choice, being an outlaw in the war for love is the best thing anyone can do. When half of the Planet is already at war against Love and Humanity, I think that it is high time if War is already an inevitable item of the lived life, then it should be FOR something so noble, unfathomable, intangible in all its tangibility as Love.
It’s not perfect, just like nature isn’t. But the Heart of Nature is the heart of our Nature, irreplaceable while all the artificial Faces of Love kneel before it.
Love is layered until it remains Naked. It’s naked love. The sentence itself vibrates in a hundred different ways to observe the premise in practice. Some lovers read poetry, but I’m more in favor of living my poetry. And that’s why the important question follows – until you take off your clothes, do you love it at all? If Love is the only Truth, why do so many of them kneel before Lies? They call rubbing over goods Love, and then they blame Fate, bad women, bad men, mostly, everyone except themselves for not living it.
Electromagnetism is pure physics. There is no special magic here. Magic is only a consequence of focusing attention on what should be a Priority. Therefore, listening to all those statements such as: Love does not make a living (those who worship money and status), Love is a Victim (those who are afraid to accept their own responsibility for Life), Love is an Illusion (those who worship the greatest illusion in the world – the Matrix), I feel like starting the Revolution by Stripping them all naked. Until they become what they came into this world for and for – Naked Love.
So, even if you think that I anchored where I shouldn’t have, this Captain will tell you only one thing – stone genes gave birth to the Soldier, but with hearts. And then I’ll strip naked of Love, and believe me, if Gaia fell in love with me, there is no other Planets, nor Humans, wich have a chance for anything less.