Darkness Does not Drive out Darkness

Just like more anger does not bring peace.
Although at times, its imperative to release.
You can't squash anger by reacting with more anger
It's like feeding oxygen to an already lit fire

You cannot destroy pride with more pride
The battle will just continue till the peak of lies
In pleasing humility if you bow down
Only then it ceases, with laying down the crown

If through infidelity someone destroyed your trust
Through revenge and thrust, you don't defeat lust
You cannot annihilate gluttony
By dieting and then basking in a pantry

You cannot demolish sloth
Without the company of a clock
You won't be destroying envy
By resorting to spiteful banter that ain't friendly
And if you want to rid yourself of greed
You've got to obliterate the roots of that seed
Let there be light
Within you, to shine bright!

Be the bigger person; you be the one to stop the vicious cycle
You've probably been at the receiving end of such horrors and it almost made you suicidal
If it destroyed you, hurt you or made you feel uneasy
Maybe you be the one to take the bitter medicine that isn't tasty

Love peace and joy
These aren't mere toys
Distribute these in abundance
Never forsake these for an indulgence

If it's been done unto you
It's time you did something new
If you know how it feels
React with what you'd want as an ideal

Be the light in darkness
Be the light that can be harnessed
Because darkness does not drive our darkness
Even if it exiles you in starkness

Darkness does not drive out darkness, light does
And light brings peace and calm. It always does!
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  1. “Apocalypse”

    Original Greek Definition
    That Means Lifting the

    Blinds of Ignorance

    And Sure As That
    Equally And So Much

    Differently Applies to
    The Old And Sadly Not

    Antiquated “Golden”

    Rule Dear Rue of Do Unto Others

    How We Will Have Them Do Unto Us
    Yet Of Course That Doesn’t Always Work
    For The Super Introverted Wife Who Has



    Versus the

    Opposites Attract

    Version of the Super Extraverted
    Husband Who Has Sky High Libido
    That Seems to Never End Hehe True

    It Will Be the Opposite Among Super
    Extraverted Wive’s With Super High
    LIbido’s And The Opposite of Husband’s

    Too and They May Change too As Stress
    Will Change Everything And Even Make Strange
    Rebounds of Libido too Seem So Inappropriate too…

    Religions Have the Answer to this Not Always Suitable
    to Wives of Submit To Your Husband’s Desires And Just

    Cause for


    For Irreconcilable
    Differences Like This Yet
    Of Course Alternate Solutions
    Will Be Found Unless Those Alternate

    Solutions Are Seen As Not Allowable by
    Religion or Personal Preference And There Lies

    And Tells the Truth of the Human Condition We aRe

    All Somewhat Separate UNiVeRSES UNto Ourselves

    As We Grow Older And Wiser And Dance And Walk in the
    Shoes of So Many Varieties of Life Experiences We May Come to

    Understand Our Neighbors
    Closest And Farther Away
    Greater And Even

    Come to


    Dark Makes LiGHT

    And Develop A Love Agape
    And Compassion Greater For
    All Things Existence in Great Praise
    Thanks And Honor Yes DarK Thru LiGHT

    And Very Amiably Develop A Close Enough
    Relationship With All That Is That All That Is
    Is 100 Percent Faith Real God Verb No Ifs, Ands

    Or Butts

    Naked or


    All That Is
    Is God No
    About it Except

    to Develop More Wisdom
    And Compassion for All That Is

    Yet True All These Words Are Practically
    Useless in a World Where Science Assesses
    The Average Human Attention Span as Literally
    Less than A Gold Fish Yes Less than 3 Seconds

    (And That’s Part of Why i Have A ‘Ministry’ Yes of
    15,733 Miles of Public Dance ALL OVeR Our Place)

    Yet A Very Emoting Song By Elvis Presley Might
    Gain Enough Rhythm Beating Melody in Vibrations

    Of Frequencies

    To Touch

    A Soul
    More Complete And
    Speaking of Touch
    And Different

    UNiVeRSES to
    More Completely
    Perceive With a Kind

    Of Mirror Neuron Synesthesia
    For What Truly Makes Me an
    Empath Experiencing The Pleasure
    And Pain and In Between of Other Folks Like
    It is Mine UNTiL i Feel and Sense the Whole
    World Like This And Must Sing Poetry And
    Dance Moves All Day And Night Long Wake
    To Sleep to Keep These Extreme Emotions
    And Senses For All Regulated And Integrated This

    Way Imagine Living A Life

    Where You Can’t Stand

    To Touch Almost All

    Human Made Materials

    And Trying To Explain to Your
    Wife Why You Cannot Sweep
    The Concrete Walk as it makes You Feel
    Such A Horrible Indescribable In Sensing
    Way That Is Impossible to Put into Words
    As No One Has Ever Developed A Language for
    it As it is so Rare

    Yes that i

    Never met
    Another Person
    With the Issue

    Until i Was in my
    40’s And A Similar
    Empath of A Girl Said
    She Couldn’t Stand to
    Touch Towels Out of A Dryer

    For It’s True There Are Some Folks
    Who are Empaths this way and there

    Are Others as that Applies to The Autism
    Spectrum Studied So Hypo-Sensitive They Get Almost
    No Effect/Affect from Their Mirror Neurons in Empathy This

    Way At all

    So Cold and
    Aloof Relying on

    Solo Activities for
    Most Rewards in Life

    Often With Issues with
    Poor Wiring For Oxytocin
    Where Warm Social Binds
    And Bonds Are So Very Hard

    Where on the Other Hand

    Until Finding Someway to
    Emotionally Regulate And
    Sensory Integrate like Free
    Dance And Song In Meditative
    Autotelic Flow One Must Retreat
    From Others to Survive SMiLes Dear

    Rue One Reason

    I’d Never Want to Go

    Back to Any Other Age

    Yet Now at 61 is it’s taken

    Me This Long to Get So Very Comfortable

    In my Own Shoes After Literally Almost Wearing

    The Shoes of So Many Hundreds of Thousands

    of People i Have Interacted With in this Life Both Off
    Online for 50 Years And Online For 11 Years Now Since
    Thanks Giving Day of 2010 It’s Safe to Say i Hold The Eyes

    And Ears

    of the


    As Metaphor
    Within And Now
    i Finally Even Master

    it and Focus it Yet Be
    Assured i am Able to
    Walk A Mile in Very Many Shoes

    Both Curse And Gift Now At Least my FRiEnD

    Yet Still Often Extreme in ways Most folks Cannot Fathom

    And Even Better Spending 66 Months Losing All that to ‘See’

    How the

    Other Side

    Doesn’t Nearly
    Breathe As much too

    To An Actuality of the Living Dead

    And That ‘Other Zombie Apocalypse’

    That By Curse i Understand as Gift Now

    Walk A Mile in ‘THeiR Shoes’ So Very Hard to Escape…

    Without A Dance And Song That’s Sure Naked Whole Complete Enough…

    Did it Drive Elvis Presley to Drugs And An Early Death of Suicide Very
    Possible indeed…

    For It’s

    True i

    Made it Past 47…

    Very Possibly that’s
    Part of What Happened
    to Michael Jackson And So

    Many Other Sensitive Souls
    Who Have Inhabited Such
    A Shallow Vapid World mY FRiEnD…

    Master The Tool And Do not Become

    As A Tool…


    LEaRNeD mY FRiEnD

    Of Course for what i
    See in Your Eyes TRuE too…
    As Your Soul Continues to
    Evolve By Intent, Purpose, And Meaning…
    And of Course Actual Experiences in Life Evolving Wisdom…

    Anyway Hehe,

    Thank You,

    Thank You Very

    Much For Your Poem Dear Rue…;)


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