Tag Archives: Mistake

Reflection for today…Heartless People -Charles Bukowski

11 Feb

“People are not good to each other.

Perhaps if they were our deaths would not be so sad.” 

Charles Bukowski

Love is a Dog from Hell

Something happened this past Friday that inspired this post.

That day I lost my faith in people.

{I hope to get it back}.

For now, I am left thinking that most people mistake kindness for weakness.

People can be so heartless, cold and cruel.

Bukowski said it is such a sadness that we are not that good to each other while we are alive.

I totally agree with him that we should treat each other better while we are still alive- while we still have time.

There won’t be any wasted regrets this way.

Well, you can only try your best.

At least your conscience will be crystal clear.

What matters most is if you can look in the mirror and look yourself in the eyes and be proud of who are.

If you can be true to yourself and your ethics, then you have been authentic.

You have been real.

You have been truly honest.

You have integrity, dignity/honour and character.

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Please enjoy “A House” by Doves.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IaMARfHUik

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For more information…

Charles Bukowski…http://bukowski.net/ 

Doves…http://www.dovesmusicblog.com/

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Peace & Namaste…

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Love is Just A Bloodsport…Sneaker Pimps

20 Jun

There is something about listening to Sneaker Pimp’s Bloodsport that does something to me.

Chris Corner‘s angelic and seductive voice is so hypnotic.

The thesis of the song is that, “love is just a blood sport.”

Almost every one of us has been in a romantic situation where we have felt like we have gotten beat up emotionally, spiritually, psychologically and metaphorically; hence the bloodsport analogy.

{Other times perhaps we may have been the one instigating the fight}.

It seems as though when you become vulnerable, many times you are hurt.

One thing that I say all the time is that people often mistake kindness for weakness.

In this case, people can mistake love for foolishness and weakness.

For this reason, people tend to put up walls, put on masks and have knives up their sleeves to protect themselves from getting hurt. These same walls that protect you can eventually become a prison so you become mindful of how thick your walls are and of who you allow in.

It reminds me of one of my favourite Rumi quotes. {I have had this as my email signature for years and it is still there}.

“Your task is not to seek for love,

but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself

that you have built against it.”

-Rumi

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So one day you let the walls down and let someone in…

It is so beautiful when love is intimate, passionate, gentle and kind.

This is the utopian version of love- a compassionate union of souls; the type of love that Rumi wrote poems about- friendship set on fire- intimacy at its most pure, most spiritual and its best.

What are you but my spiritual reflection?

The truth is that as much as all of us want that type of love, we don’t always find it because it is so elusive and rare.

Most are not ready or brave enough for true intimacy- to open one’s soul to another- to be spiritually naked without any armour…to risk really getting hurt while loving.

As a friend always used to say,

“If you risk nothing,

you risk everything.”

The question is…are you willling to risk everything?

Love isn’t a bloodsport.

Bloodsport Lyrics:

I want to be a kid again
Come down having Sunday best
See me staying home bunking school
Knowing wrong from right just rules

I wish I’d never seen your face
Better done wonder phase
I need an echo, not your praise
Straying from the god you nailed

My mother, my mother, my mother never told
My mother, my mother, my mother never told me
Love is just a bloodsport
Love is just a bloodsport

‘Cause love is just a bloodsport
Love is just a bloodsport

Sex and love is not a game
A game is something you can win
Maybe something kind of fun
‘Cause love is just a bloodsport, son

My mother, my mother, my mother never told
My mother, my mother, my mother never told me

Never told me
Never told me

‘Cause love is just a bloodsport
Love is just a bloodsport
‘Cause love is just a bloodsport
Love is just a bloodsport

‘Cause love is just a bloodsport
Love is just a bloodsport
‘Cause love is just a bloodsport
Love is just a bloodsport

“Bloodsport” as written by Steve Strange, Rusty Egan, Billy Currie, Midge Ure, John Mcgeogh, David Tomlinson, Barry Adamson, Liam Coverdale-howe,, Chris Corner, Ian Pickering
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, EMI Music Publishing