I did something sneaky today.
I was surprised to find myself capable of it.
But even more surprised that someone could be so vulnerable as to take it all, hook line and sinker.
I feel so evil.
But also powerful.
Brought out the question of the picture of the ego that I must have to be thinking and feeling this way.
Vulnerable, but fighting back.
Having once been hurt, but capable of recuperating.
Of putting up a Defense.
And even launching an Offense.
Love and War.
Is there really a difference?
Or are they opposite ends of a spectrum of the same thing?
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