We all know the old adage about which came first: the chicken or the egg, but what of love and hate? Which came first? Did we love first? Or hate? Can you truly love if you don't truly hate?
A current issue on the national screen is that of same-sex marriage. If you know me at all, you can guess my stance on this issue. Whether you can admit it to yourself or not is irrelevant; denying some human beings the rights of others is discrimination and hate. It really is not rocket science. Why must tears and blood be shed simply to grant individuals their basic human rights as just that - human beings? Why must we fight wars for equality and acceptance?
And using and/or hiding behind your faith sickens me even more. In no worldly or otherwise dimension do I think the Master Designer is looking down/up/at us and thinking we are living out his hopes and dreams for us. Remember, the greatest of all things is LOVE.
I suppose love came first and over time, we determined that hate was simply easier...
And because you're long overdue for my other love, Romeo Santos and bachata: La Diabla/Mi Santa (The Devil/My Saint)
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