Is it right to hate them?
– We don’t need to hate them. We stop them. We put an end to it.
– Fear and suffering is twisted up in them. They act as if they could get rid of it by giving it to someone else. As if torturing others will make them feel better. They must be stopped from doing this. We prevent them.
– Can we stop them?
– We will stop them. But not hate them. We’ll put them out of their own misery and stop the spreading of such misery.
Hate would only interfere with our efficiency.
Do We Have the Right?
She sat beside me on the bed
took my hand
between my legs
against my resistance
softened, looked me in the eye
and for the first time softly called me Bella.
Bella trust me.
close your eyes
observe whatever you think
whatever you feel
no matter what relax.
do not try to control.
observe relax allow
and I wept like I never did in my life
like I knew I never would again
there in her arms clinging like I don’t know what.
when I could, finally looked up at her.
she softly spoke
So Bella. Now. Do we have the right?
Yes i said
And you? Bella,do you have the right?
And I could only breathless whisper
I let her bring her mouth to mine
shared a breath as once more she whispered Bella
And with a kiss
lay me down into the luxury of a truly dreamless sleep.
yes what about love
Don’t need men.
What about children? – I joke
– (laughs) enough orphans in this world
– What about love?
– (silence) looks at me, leans towards me
eyes so black stops my breath
strokes my face with the back of her hand
warm strong dreamy
thoughtlessly I lean into it
something fine a silky electricity needles my spine
all I could do
was open my mouth
all I wanted to do was open my mouth
all I could do was all I wanted,
to accept her own full mouth upon my own.
– ah she says, ah, yes; what- a-bout- love? syllable by syllable kisses until I no longer could count but only follow