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Hunting Love

On life’s easyrider days and nights
love plays a romping game.

On those more oppositionally challenging days,
and long anxious nights,
love is a hunt,
sometimes a passionate hunt,
special occasionally a compassionate hunt,
a mutual hunt
for truth about who is hunter
and who is hunted
and why
and when
and how do these coincident functions transcend “or”
to gracefully meet in “and.”

This primal function of love’s synergetic force
is “hunt.”
Both parties,
all living entities,
hunt,
even those feeling hunted
haunted
stalked
fearful and anxious
competitively and unilaterally,
often in silos of despair.

We all search frantically for safe havens,
hidden from those hunting for our very self-identity,
our life,
or at least so it feels during those dissonant times.

What is the redemptive optimization strategy
for those hunting safe havens from death,
pursued by tyrannical lovers,
ego-identified life hunters?

When is it not an appropriate moment
to love the hunter,
the hunted,
and the hunt?

Is there a significant difference
between the romping love of easyrider days and nights
and the more strategic
logistical
personal
intimately coincidental
hunt for love transcending Ego-incarnate death?

What happens to haunted hunted entities
primally assuming cooperative investment in this challenging romping race
and pace of EarthTribal systems,
but, when a passionate challenge exhausts this smooth-skinned body,
and/or brain,
the hunted redemptively conjoins with other hunters,
gratefully and mindfully invites a wrestling-with match,
avoids a wrestling-against death and fear match,
comprehending that compassioning our hunting love
always optimizes EarthTribe’s regenerational future?

In love,
sometimes,
at least once,
it is my time to love loss,
to forgive away,
to redeem this future spacetime
equivalently
Taoistically invested in me
birthing my original praxis of conception
as mutual reception.

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