Love and Hate, A Musing

Okay, I wrote this on a long car trip having just finished the the novel "No Great Mischief" for one of my school English classes. I rather good book in my opinion, and I was feeling unusually sentimental at the time. I've just been thinking a lot about life, love and relationships recently and just what they consist of, and I think the book impacted me in some way, prompting me to just randomly write this all out. It wasn't a planned piece of writing, hence the title of 'musing' so logic isn't necessarily 100% correct etcetera, but it was how I was feeling at the time.

There is so much to hate in this world, and yet there is more to love, if you let it. Hate is but the aversion of love; a deep-rooted rebellion against trying. It is easy to hate, but, to love, you must try. How many times does one say, “I hate doing this”? Hating is the act of giving up on what could be; loving is embracing all that can be. To love is to live life to the fullest and to hate is to deny the small yet rich zests of life. Do not live a life of hate or it will lead to the end of it. Irony: to live a life of hate is to deny life in the first place. Living a life of love brings with it all the scathings of this mortal coil – grief, loss, anxiety, responsibility – and, yet, it is through these we know we are alive. To love is to live, to live is to suffer, to suffer is to feel, and to feel is to love. Love then, is not easy, but do not the rewards, the offerings of all life has to offer, far outweigh the curse of mortal failing? Is it not known that one life can make a difference? The difference that will make that life is love, or its denial. The world spins on this axis, and love and hate are its poles. Knowing where you reside on the face of that sphere, that is a constant mystery known to us all.

So, there's a bit of writing from the writer after a while of not writing. Confused? Had to read it again? My little game succeeded then ;) Keep following, blog will be more active in around a month or so's time!