I realise how fked up my previous post would have been.
sigh, but love is mostly one-sided, no?
the degrees of what one would feel for another could never totally be the same
I'm told to "honour my father and mother"
because they gave me a life
in that way, am I my own life,
or am I my parent's life?
and, if they were given the right to be honoured as being, in God's place
my earthly custodians, then what is the rightful feeling i should have for them?
I don't know if I love them.
I really don't.
But i don't want a litmus test to find out.
Is this notion really so weird, the fact that a child could be so calculative
my sinister take on this thought is scaring me.
I'm grateful, yes.
but if one is thankful for everything, he has little drive to find better.
but its wrong to go overboard.
so what is the line that i must toe?
Societal dictations once more.
