Civil obedience is the problem, not civil disobedience.

Sweetest common sense,

 

While my beating heart guides me on a narrow path, covered by an impenetrable fog through the darkest of times, I notice that this world is not quite what my heart expected. With the winter approaching the murky skies shape the prospect of my momentary existence, which appears to be nothing more, but a single short breath that I draw from the hands of time.

 

With you around my love, I have always had a loyal companion in multiple hours of need. Never have I doubted your pure essence or your meticulous sense of right or wrong, but I have to ask, why did you abandon so many others? Surely you have your reasons, even though the masses would benefit greatly from your presence. I have always believed that at some point, you being around would start an avalanche of compassion, wiping out the inequality in our crazy world. The accumulation of your company in countless lives could add up to a sphere that’s less wicked and more forgiving.

Don’t get me wrong though. I praise your existence and never doubt your judgement. I will always proudly state that with you by my side I will get further than those who have renounced you. Although, some of those lost sheep out there, inspired by the slightest touch of your silky and elegant hands, could influence many others in an unequivocal way. They could help to condemn the daily suffering we cause to one, and another.

Every word cluttering this letter is heartfelt and has carefully been chosen with all the goodness that resides in my heart and soul. Never did I dream of claiming you as my own, since I want you to roam freely, no strings attached. This planet needs you to manipulate the sands of time so that you will be able to embrace those that have left you for dead. The refuge they have found comes at a steep price, turning each of the lost ones into thieves. Unknowingly they strengthen your nemesis’s greed, envy and folly. So I ask you, do not condemn those who are too young to understand, or those who are led by the blind. They haven’t got the slightest idea of the vital role that you play in a life well lived. Be patient and forgiving. Many of them will get older, wiser and will start seeing the world as it ought to be seen.

Secretly I aspire that the majority of our global population will be touched by your graceful, sophisticated yet modest being. Especially since your antagonists have been taking over the world by storm. For now, I pray that you will not give me the cold shoulder after reading this blunt rambling.

 

As time passes on, I expect that you will allow many others to welcome you in their lives too. Together we will carry the weight of the world. Jointly we will relieve you from that burden, which you have been sustaining by yourself for far too long. While my fingers anxiously rush over this keyboard, I calmly ask that you take good care of yourself. Be safe my beloved heart-breaker.

 

Heart-gripping hugs, while being caught up in your dreams,

 

Your worrying inamorato

 

Civil obedience is the problem not civil disobedience, Prague (CZ) by SpaceUtopian ©
Civil obedience is the problem not civil disobedience, Prague (CZ) by SpaceUtopian ©
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