Balance: To equalize. Stabilize the chaos between creation and destruction.

Work

Home life.

Are such concepts of such accepted reality able to be balanced?

Betrayal. Ah yes. To betray. Deceive. Gaslight. Hurt. Cause pain.

Home is where one can be secure to the degree society will allow. Live next to a meth lab your home is dangerous. Work in a meth lab and you are dangerous. Live in paradise and work with beauty is divine, safe, wonderful, peaceful…

This world is the meth lab, the people living here work in the meth lab. This world is a betrayal.

There is much to be overlooked in betrayal. The home life, the work. But there will never be balance between what is done, what is, and what needs to be.

For a very long time to be used to a world where work is wonderful and the home heavenly only to be thrust into an arena of shit. And thus comes hope and the concrete reality of betrayal.

To the mule trainer, fuck you your home and your job.

To the mule, the rabbit, the cow, sheep, pig…You’re being led to slaughter.

To the Wind. Such a wonderful and only friend. Thanks.

Balance between work and home?

There is balance between betrayal and hope. Both exist equally if one choose to live in such an honest lie. Betrayal is obvious and hope is obscure. Balanced. Equal.

Soon my work will be done and i will be able to go home. My real home.

balance beam where life walks

hands stretched from beginning to end

working a body towards a goal, a task.

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pain upon a point of joy; fulcrum broad so neutral in deciding

how then to share those who bring meaning and comfort?

how does one work through situations where other situations are more demanding?

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the answers bounce back and forth

as we all work through it towards our final moment

retiring home to be with God.