Necessity

There are some who walk with us that will never understand that the world is more than black and white; more than you, or I, and more than what is said and done.

There are some that speak of faith, whilst never understanding faith's meaning, and some that will forever need to shout to be heard by both their gods and their demons.

There are those who will speak out of anger, and never admit to their faults, or see what they have created out of illusion. Those who will point out others missteps before overcoming theirs.

There are others still who will learn to live by the virtues of others, forever shadowed by their own reluctance to forgive, and those who will tear down those of virtue stemming from their own jealousy and shame.

There is fault, and there is speaking of them. There are consequences for more than the ones who choose to speak, thus every action is given a choice in the universal order. I may choose to slander by calling it something else..or I may choose to hold my tongue and see the other side of the same coin.

One need not forget in order to forgive, but those who hold on will never move forward to embrace the new; so hung up by the old they be. We can analyse, interpret and interpret again their actions until we bleed dry..but nothing will ever come of it. It could be based on rage..on pain..on jealousy. There is only so much others can do.

So, we learn to live by forgiving those who speak without thinking, and those who can't see past their own thoughts for the bigger picture; to consider thoughts, opinions and feelings not of their own. We learn to master our moods..the delicate balancing act one performs to be a better person; having a heart free from hatred

And thus, we survive..as a race, as a planet, for all these many reasons. The shades of grey between right and wrong, our opinions and theirs, and most of all, the bonds that we hold dear between ourselves.

The choice of whether to hold ones tongue, or hold ones anger is based on pride..and we all know that pride is every great man's downfall. So we forgive, and we forget..

If only for the bonds we hold dear, and the bonds we choose to break.