Tear

What is Sin?

What is Man?

What is Woman?

There is a Chasm so deep that yawns under every single one of us.

We stare down and shake our heads at those who have fallen in, and some survive the fall. And then we watch the claw tat the sides of the slippery walls trying to get back to the tightrope we all walk over the chasm; the tightrope we call peace and happiness.

When someone falls, that rope vibrates and we all desperately try to steady ourselves and those around us; this crazy circus act of unintentional actors, trying to not meet our inevitable fate.

Yet one by one, into the chasm we go. Fathers, Mothers, Children, lovers we watch them fall, and we in mirth laugh and sing “Not me! Not me! Not me!” and all the while we know our turn will come, but not really believing it.

What is Sin, Son?

Have you been to that chasm? Have you stared into the eyes of the fallen? Have you known the pain of knowing that there is NOTHING you can do to stop the progression of the death of everything? Not even crying out to the God that created it all will stop it. We are as theoretical as he is. Everything grinds to a halt. Nothing is forever.

What is Sin? Is it the opposite of love?

I have Sinned, Son.

I have done Evil. When that chasm yawned beneath me and swallowed up what I held dear, I cried a cry of despair that is the sound of the Universe being ripped apart; torn in half.

And then I took everything I could and shoveled it into that chasm to fill the hole under me and around me and in me. Alcohol. Women. Work. Religion. ANYTHING.

What. Is. Sin.

What. Is. Love.

Love is not something you do. It is something you have. This may be the most valuable lesson I have ever learned in my life. If you are choosing to love something or someone, you do not. Period. You are living a lie to cover up that which looms below you; the unavoidable.

Love is a natural thing that occurs. You love what is lovable; what is right. And you love it because…I don’t know why. You love puppies and babies and you love innocent young women because they are innocent, and you love youth helping the old and you love young men in camaraderie; you love all these things. They steady that vibrating rope.

And then you watch as all of these things are slowly poisoned and tainted; the dark of the depth of that chasm reached out and slowly chokes them and twists them and transforms them into the manifestation of the darkness below, until you finally succumb and start believing that innocence is gullibility, that vulnerability is weakness, and that all there is is distraction and pleasure to pass the time until that chasm that we don’t believe in swallows us too. And we quit trying. We just throw ourselves to abandonment and do anything to pass the time as we wait around to die.

Why is something or someone lovable to us?

Because it is right.

And this is something I have never understood. I have always had this little secret on my heart and never understood why and I don’t think I ever will in my lifetime. Why is it right to not deceive? Why is it right to not cheat and destroy families and to not rob and steal? Call it God’s law, call it Karma, call it justice; we don’t know, and we’ll never know. But we KNOW. Every single one of us know. We will think and twist and choose and spiral out of control all the things we know are right to avoid that chasm, but we are all going there.

And perverting what is right and beautiful and natural will not stop that. But what’s worse than that, honoring and loving what is right will not stop that either.

Death will equalize us, The good, the bad, the beautiful and the profane. We will all fall into the chasm. We will all cry that cry that tears a hole into the Universe. We will all do everything we can to embrace the right, or pervert it to avoid the unavoidable.

Tao.
سفر الجامعة

safar aljamiea

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