You've gotta be soft enough to rescue a kitten from a tree and hard enough to break the motherfucker's jaw that chased it up there. Far be it from me to label myself as a moral relativist or as morally ambiguous, but I feel there is a necessary duality of being, present in us all. There comes a time when diplomacy behooves the gangster and when the pacifist's lone course of action is punching somebody in the mouth. Who knows fully the beaming warmth of the sun without appreciating the frigid winter cold? Who knows the refreshing quench of water without first being burned by the flame? One cannot be complete without its opposite. One extreme is predicated on the necessary existence of the other. This is balance. This is what I seek. In my world, there are no angels or demons… No clear black and white, but instead only shades of gray. It is within these long shadows that we toil from day to day… It is here that the work that keeps the world spinning gets done. While I seek to live only in the light, to only walk the straight and narrow, I know well that such a righteous life comes at a hefty price. It is the very life and freedom provided for by those that have already made the hard choice between doing what is right and doing what is necessary. Not all of us have the luxury to live in the world of theories and ideas. Some must actually get their hands dirty. Some must live each day with dirt under their fingernails and blood dried on their knuckles. I say embrace your anger. Know evil and fear and vengeance and sadness. For someday, they may be your lone companions. Until then, I wish you peace.
