My Appology

Today I betrayed a friend. I am so very sorry. Sometimes i can see right through myself. It isn't pleasant. I love beyond my rights, and hate even uglier. Kind of drifting to the abstract, in terms of how i see myself.

But doesn't law, moral law, prescribe a definitive responsibility for the conflict we involve ourselves in. Shouldn't disinformation and unresolve that bleeds on our hands require us to concede enough to at least dilute the tension it causes.

Does our current contention with our lives and our effort for reform permit allowance of quarrel.

Ah to know the intimate thoughts of others. To be sure that we are wrong or if we've just been convinced. Is my blind love causing my uppercut or is it malicious. Do I care or is it jealousy.

I am sorry for the passion of my revenge. I do not deserve it's power, I will not use it on you. I am crazy. Possibly clinically. I'm becoming less defined as days go by, living less concerned about fitting into the world. Your world that is...