Post by Kabal on Sept 24, 2006 23:00:18 GMT -5
As One who feels as Kin to the Jackal, There are Sentiments I hold to be sacred. There are Emotions I utter with Native familiarity, as though I've spent a lifetime feeling it.
And there are Keys within thought that ever guide me to my rightful place...
A Jackal is one who survives harsh conditions. Though my foes are different from his, Mine are just as great an obstacle.
He must defend every shred of food he claims from the other Predators/scavengers. I must fight for and defend every shred of calm and peace that my Manic Depression fights to steal from me.
But there is something above food for the Jackal's horizon.
There is one aspect that makes or breaks him...
His Mate.
A Jackal could survive alone, but only with his mate will he have a much better chance of thriving. Choosing one mate, He never fails in his devotion. To lose one's mate is a much Swifter death.
A Jackal stays with his one, defends her and their children.
Above all else.. This is the trait I share the most with the Jackal.
Devotion that surpasses anything else. A Deep Knowledge and understanding of my Beloved's life. To Know her soul as such, that every whim is known and heeded at a moments notice.
To share every goal and burden. When her legs fail, mine will be strong and help her. And when my legs fail, she would do the same.
I have failed many things, many times in my life.
But my one success... What I excell at beyond any other trait or venture... I love, I devote, I am a Mate to my Beloved. Now and forever. I do not fail her, Not in my actions, nor my thoughts or my feelings.
She knows what I feel for her at all times. For I am transparent, I hide nothing from her. To her alone I offer the entirety of my existence. And I offer undying Devotion to her happiness. Devotion she returns in kind.
I have lost much in life... But now I exist in the place I belong... With her. I have not lost, nor can I lose what makes me who and what I am.
The Factor that affects all within me.
My Ability to love with every ounce of my existence. To devote my entire heart, mind, and soul to my beloved. To Give Faith that is unbreakable, to Speak truth never hidden.
This is what I am. I am her Beloved. Her Love is what drives me. Her Love is what guides me. Without her love, I would be reduced to mourning the rest of my life. As would she at my loss.
At my every expression, She discovers her smile.
With every hug, squeeze, and Kiss... She falls in love with me all over again. Every day I learn more of her, and she of me.
Her name is the Mantra I carry upon my lips, ever thinking of when next she and I will speak.
We wither quickly, when unable to nourish ourselves from one anothers presence. We protect one another in the dark of night, and Walk confidently in the light of day.
If I am what I accomplish... Then I am the Happiness that I inspired in my Beloved...
If I am what I give...
Then I am My Love for my beloved... That I express to all who would listen.
And there are Keys within thought that ever guide me to my rightful place...
A Jackal is one who survives harsh conditions. Though my foes are different from his, Mine are just as great an obstacle.
He must defend every shred of food he claims from the other Predators/scavengers. I must fight for and defend every shred of calm and peace that my Manic Depression fights to steal from me.
But there is something above food for the Jackal's horizon.
There is one aspect that makes or breaks him...
His Mate.
A Jackal could survive alone, but only with his mate will he have a much better chance of thriving. Choosing one mate, He never fails in his devotion. To lose one's mate is a much Swifter death.
A Jackal stays with his one, defends her and their children.
Above all else.. This is the trait I share the most with the Jackal.
Devotion that surpasses anything else. A Deep Knowledge and understanding of my Beloved's life. To Know her soul as such, that every whim is known and heeded at a moments notice.
To share every goal and burden. When her legs fail, mine will be strong and help her. And when my legs fail, she would do the same.
I have failed many things, many times in my life.
But my one success... What I excell at beyond any other trait or venture... I love, I devote, I am a Mate to my Beloved. Now and forever. I do not fail her, Not in my actions, nor my thoughts or my feelings.
She knows what I feel for her at all times. For I am transparent, I hide nothing from her. To her alone I offer the entirety of my existence. And I offer undying Devotion to her happiness. Devotion she returns in kind.
I have lost much in life... But now I exist in the place I belong... With her. I have not lost, nor can I lose what makes me who and what I am.
The Factor that affects all within me.
My Ability to love with every ounce of my existence. To devote my entire heart, mind, and soul to my beloved. To Give Faith that is unbreakable, to Speak truth never hidden.
This is what I am. I am her Beloved. Her Love is what drives me. Her Love is what guides me. Without her love, I would be reduced to mourning the rest of my life. As would she at my loss.
At my every expression, She discovers her smile.
With every hug, squeeze, and Kiss... She falls in love with me all over again. Every day I learn more of her, and she of me.
Her name is the Mantra I carry upon my lips, ever thinking of when next she and I will speak.
We wither quickly, when unable to nourish ourselves from one anothers presence. We protect one another in the dark of night, and Walk confidently in the light of day.
If I am what I accomplish... Then I am the Happiness that I inspired in my Beloved...
If I am what I give...
Then I am My Love for my beloved... That I express to all who would listen.