Monday, January 21, 2013

The Way

Mahatma Gandhi once said, ~In the attitude of silence the soul finds the path in an clearer light, and what is elusive and deceptive resolves itself into the crystal clearness. Our life is a long and arduous quest after truth.~ In some aspect, love can most definitely silently sneak up on you like a stealthy ninja or otherwise known as a shinobi. Essentially, like love a ninja has the innate ability to not only be elusive, but its presence can certainly be felt despite not being able to see it. For the ninja that is love is easily deceptive by the mental, physical, spiritual, and not to mention emotional tactics used, which are considered absolute distractions. Hey, when it comes to the experienced silent assassin its skills are unmatched so much so no one has ever been able to know/see when it approaches.

Without a doubt, a ninja has the ability to approach its so called victims with an incredible amount of stealth without alerting anyone of its presence. In a sense, that is how love is as it approaches in silence armed and ready to take down, so to speak, the unsuspecting victim's heart. Thinking about it further, the weapons of choice aren't necessarily throwing stars, daggers, smoke bombs, and/or a sword for that matter; but an arsenal so deadly it causes one's knees to shake, pulse race, heart skip a beat, etc. A soft smile, a unique laugh, alluring eyes, a big heart, faith in God or whatever the case may be are in all intense and purposes an assortment of "weapons" that stroke deep into the a person's heart to the point where he/she falls either gradually or instantly.

If you think about it, one of the many aspect a trained ninja has in their skill set is being bale to stay hidden within plain sight. Oftentimes, love/true love is standing right in front of you starting back at you in the face and sometimes don't eve realize it. For it's a sad state of affairs for those who are too late in finally opening their eyes only to find themselves falling to their knees in utter disappointment or heartbreak. It's a tough and frustrating situation indeed to experience because quite frankly an individual doesn't have idea he/she is there because they're either not paying attention or too focused on someone else. Let me tell you something, it happens to the best of us who tend to have this mindset in which we're keenly aware of our surrounding in regards to true happiness and yet are taken completely bu surprise.

Let me ask you this question to those who have watched movies or read book about ninjas, what ability do they have that they do extremely well? The answer would be staying and being concealed within the shadows. I think it would be safe to say we've all at some point felt as if someone was behind us causing us to turn around but nobody was there. In a way, love is exactly similar as you can feel its presence, in a manner of speaking, within your heart but when you look within nothing can be see/ first. Of course, the elusive deceptiveness that is matters of the heart is shrouded in mystery, deadly by reputation, successful in its mission and it will appear by its own accord when you least expect it in complete and utter silence.

Someone said, ~True happiness is a sneaky and elusive creature. Very few can find it, but to those who have are truly lucky to have it.~ In retrospect, you can never really be fully prepared to defend yourself when love/true love strikes. You see, one pretty much does their best in trying to not a make a fool of themselves in going for the offensive. In other words, doing or saying something so stupid you end up wanting to perform hari kari on your yourself in order to hopefully die a honorable death. What it primarily comes down to is instilling self discipline, trusting your instincts, and having the support of your clan of gal pals/best buds. Ultimately, never look for love/true love because you won't find it no matter how hard you search. In the end, the truth is it's when you stop looking it will strike your heart out of nowhere because that is the way of a shinobi.

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