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Beautiful Blemishes (A Freewrite)

My scars are more beautiful than your perfection, because buried deep in them you will find the the glorious stories of Kings, links to the creation of civilization, the roots of mathematics and science, the origins of language, and the foundation of space travel.

My scars are more beautiful than your perfection, because each one of my scars is unique like a seashell; and if you put your ear close enough to them, you will hear the the soulful sounds of slaves passing messages to guide their brothers and sisters to freedom.  If you put your ear close enough to them,  you will hear the sound of love battling hate for your soul, for your life, and for your tomorrow.

My scars are more beautiful than your perfection, because each one of them represents my journey; and if you slowly rub your hands over them, they will teach you to retrace your steps, help you find the fork in the road where you lost your way, and guide you back to the garden where it was just us.

My scars are more beautiful than your perfection, because they represent resiliency, courage, hope, and everything we are to become when we learn to love ourselves again and to say goodbye to this dead end pursuit to nothingness.

My scars are more beautiful than your perfection, because your perfection is nothing more than a man made mask.  A costume designed to cover up your insecurities and to hide your flaws.  A veil built with the purpose of hiding enough of you to make you beautiful…

…and my scars, they were handed to me through trials and tribulations carefully crafted by the hands of God, seared into my heart with the hot iron of love, and synthesized with my soul.

My scars are more beautiful than your perfection, because they represent me, unhidden, unafraid, unbowed, and exactly as God intended me to be…  Beautiful.

What has your perfection done for you?

Free Love

My goal is to learn to love myself, the people in my life, and anyone I come in contact with purely and freely. This means:

  • Without judgment,
  • Without ulterior motives,
  • Without expectation that the love will be returned,
  • With vulnerability,
  • With honesty, and
  • With an acceptance of the fact that my love may not be enough to save you.

In the western culture this means I will often be misunderstood and not trusted as people try to reconcile my actions with our underlying culture of mistrust; and rightfully so. Admittedly, the love I offer will sometimes be with judgment, with expectation that it will be returned, and with ulterior motives.

Let’s just say I have a long way to go, but I’m working on it.

Get Your Hands Off Me!

You need to do whatever is necessary to get the devils hands off your neck and to regain control over your life. Poke him in the eyes, hit’em in the throat, throw an elbow to the gut, kick’em in the nuts if you have to.. and when you break his grip, you better:

  • Pray,
  • Get sober,
  • Stop acting scared,
  • Discover you,
  • Get rid of the negativity,
  • Forgive yourself,
  • Learn to love, and
  • Walk on the path to your freedom until you’re no longer in his reach.