There is a belief for some that in the answer to intolerance and hate, we must emulate the actions of those who have turned on us. That our emancipation of sadness, doubts, and fears..can be answered in violence and cruelty. Some of us take the path of fire, and look not in the warmth and strength, but in the process to burn, unaware we scorch the lives and worlds of those in our path.

There is true hate in this world that knows little boundary for the common soul. Persons that speak against kindness and shout against commonality. In that knowledge there must be the balance, the very essence that goes beyond the supposed fire of the human condition..the healing waters of human affection. We cannot allow cruelty to be our masters, and in turn we mustn't give unto the fear what is said to be true when it's intent is to take from you. At the centers of all ourselves is the great circle of what we are..and even things as despair, hatred, selfishness, frustration, jealousy,and anxiety..they are the subconscious servants of our need for self realization, reason, and comfort.

...but we cannot find peace in the smoke..perhaps the quiet, the unrelenting disconnection that comes from all our resignations in hope for conflict..but not peace. So come sit with me sometime. Some victories begin with a quiet evening among company. You need some laughter and comfort now and then. It always starts here, and it always starts with you.

Inspired by Aye, Yu's " Thoughts of a panda " which can be found here https://soundcloud.com/ddrizzle/thoughts-of-a-panda