Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Number Eleven

Certainty is the antidote to fear.  And the path to blindness.  Certainty fuels conviction and razor-edged rules.  It spurs action without knowledge -- sometimes courageous, many times destructive.

Beliefs born of certainty harden, become swords of emotional violence.  They cut and wound.  They kill love because love -- above all -- accepts, softens around each necessary flaw.

Certainty divides the world into what is rejected and embraced; held or flung away.  It is the defense of the righteous, the self-willed.  It is what war -- in every form -- is made of.

1 comment:

  1. I liked "certainty is what war -- in every form -- is made of.

    Love, Pat