When we talk about love, any form of it, the warm, bubbly, lovey-dopey images pop out. When we talk about human rights and freedom, how religion impeding our humanity, violent, protest and demonstrations come to mind. Now, link love and freedom. These 2 elements do not fuse together but have horribly yet beautifully trespassed the borders of each's private realm...
Love anything, and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken.
If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries;
avoid all entanglements;
lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness.
But in that casket- safe, dark, motionless, airless - it will change.
It will not be broken;
it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable.
The alternative to tragedy,
or at least to the risk of tragedy,
You yearn for freedom, and may I ask you what kind of freedom are you searching for? Why are you trying so hard to attain total freedom? The pursuit of happiness, perhaps. And that, don't you obviously felt it - the pure joy - when you met the love of your life, or whenever you are with him/her? Allow me to ask you again, having achieved that joy, have you achieved total freedom? that liberty you've been fighting for day and night? Then why o why, my friend, are you condemning Christ for limiting your freedom of growth and development? Isn't that also a kind of love - the complete one?