Love is giving someone a gun & trusting they won't pull the trigger. I shall keep that promise and NEVER give anyone the gun.
Ever.
Again.
No.
Never ever turn against your own promise.
To keep your gun.
To love yourself.
Contrary to what most believe,
the gun is not a symbol of strength but of weakness.
It is that which you rely on to protect you because you're scared not enough shields can protect you. The shields held up by our friends, neighbors, family...by anyone we love.
A gun lies about in your private space.
The same space you sleep in,
you divulge and develop confidential information,
you keep your family in, your darkest of secrets,
your vulnerabilities.
The gun has been there.
Until someone breaks in to want to try it.
Or test it.
Or keep it.
The last possibility being that situation that scares you the most. Because the gun is as much a key to your innermost core as it is to your very own destruction.
But the new party is a welcome respite from all the uncertainties and apprehensions.
He or she seems more than borrower of the gun; he or she could actually be THE gun.
The one who can protect you.
The one who can hold the shield in one hand, and the gun in the other.
The one who will appear and promise to kill for you.
An insurance of all needs. Specially targeted to your needs.
One thing we learn about insurance is that there lurk false ads.
Keep in mind to never ever fall for a false advertisement.
There are those who will say they can be trusted with your gun.
But they're just anybody else. They're curious about the gun.
So they do and say everything it takes to borrow it from you and eventually own it. Before you knew it, you're killed by your own gun.
All because you thought the promises to handle it well, as "advertised," were for keeps.
Think again.
Using that thing above your heart.
5/21
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