Day 26 "Attack And Defend"

It doesn't matter who or what you are, there will always be someone who has yet to find out about the real you, who has yet to understand what great gift you bring to the world.

It is human nature to fear and dislike the unknown and alien, and our reaction to these things is usually quite aggressive or disrespectful in manner.

Should we fault anyone that chooses a defensive posture when dealing with the misunderstood and unknown? For it is fear that makes us act this way.

It is a natural fear that makes us act so strangely towards the unknown, and no matter how large or small, how physical or ethereal anything is, if it is unknown to us, we usually assume the worst.

So does that mean it is up to the ones who have fear and hostility in the alien, to seek the answers that bring this stranger into a more favorable light? Or should that which stands so alien and strange and unknown be charged with the duty of proving their honorable intents?

Perhaps it is not the responsibility of either to prove themselves alone, but it is the nature of duality and respect that will eventually lead both entities to the same understanding, and the same oneness.

It is a beautiful thing to see fear become understanding, from a fist to a welcoming palm; from a bullet to a kiss.

It is a gift to share this knowledge that walking your path honestly and honorably will eventually lead you to another who has done the same.

I can recall a time in my past where I walked with friends and never with strangers, a time where my line was drawn deeply in the sand, and my fear was used as a weapon to keep alive my desire to hear the division bell. But time has made its mark upon me, and it has blessed me with a bigger understanding than the black and white shallow hostilities of my youth.

Now color has touched upon everything, and I can see the worth in any who have an honest and honorable intent...but there will ever be those that I have drawn a line in the sand for.

I will never fully release a closed fist, and I will never lower my weapons completely, and in this world those things are still necessary; but now they will be used to protect instead of attack, now they will spill the blood of the enemies that I have come to see for what they are without fear.

What voice inside that tells us to look upon a stranger unfavorably, and without compassion, must be silenced.

What desire inside that we harbor, to build a wall high enough to keep away anyone without the knowledge of your secrets, must be brought down upon itself.

What lies and illusions we tell ourselves about the unknown, to color it black and white, must be painted with the color of understanding and knowledge.

Do not ever open your fists fully, nor should you drop your weapons completely...in this hard world they will be needed to defend the ones that you love indefinitely, the lines that you have drawn in the sand.