An Accuser’s
voice,
"But
you have violated so many rules. Doesn't this make you rethink the course of
your actions?"
A Lover’s
response,
“Rules have
been crafted by insecurity. Something very painful has happened and the shallow
response has said, ‘Let's make it so this never happens again.’ Rules have been
the response to pain since the Garden of Eden. Creator did not use rules this
way but, even before there was violation, made known Divine will. This spoke of
life and freedom and expectation – this was unmitigated joy. This is the joy of
being all Creator has made you to be.
A man's eye
is drawn toward his female loveliness. His smell and taste confirm her
deliciousness. His hands thrill at the entanglement of skin. His ears make him
melt as she whispers his name. The dance of mutuality and of respect and of
response moves two bodies to meld into one. Words consummate. Eyes mingle. The
feast is mutual and consummate. The song of love is sung in the delight of
Creator's dance. The musky smell of response thrills to pleasurable explosions
of delight.
Where are
rules in all this? Where are the boundaries? Where are the lines drawn? Where
are the referees and judges? Where are the condemning voices? Where are the
stern looks? Where are the accusers with their rules? They are not here. There
are only lovers. There is only mutual joy and response. This is the delight we
all seek, unmitigated by human violation and impropriety.
What rules
have I broken? Only the rule that says, "You shall fear." I am happy
to break that rule for perfect love casts out fear. True love is violent with
that which assaults dignity and that which hinders Creator's joy. I will ever
break those rules of fear and indignity!
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