Today, I had an acquaintance gaslight me.

He said twice that I hated.

That hurt.

Instead of asking him why he was  being hurtful, I decided to give him some truth.

I knew he would reject it.

I told him that if he can’t take the truth, I feel sorry for him and those around him.

I know it was hurtful. 

However, he wouldn’t let up. He decided that i hated, and it wasn’t true.

I love everyone on this planet. I look for wisdom in everything.

There is no wisdom in politics. 

Wisdom seeks truth no matter how pain filled it might be.

Politics is about opinion,  and there are no winners in the argument over opinion. 

What truly bothers me, though it shouldn’t,  I know he has hate in his heart. I know too much psychology to know when a narcissistic adversary speaks, what one claims another is, is the statement of his own heart.

I wish he wouldn’t have hate in his heart.

I wish he could be filled with love instead of hate. 

Let the hate go and let the forgiving begin.

Only in forgiving can we make peace.

It’s why I forgive everyone of everything all day throughout the day.

It’s why I keep peace in my heart, mind, and soul. 

Let go of the hate.

Forgive the hurt.

Heal the pain.

Be at peace.

These are the mantras we should see everywhere.

This is where I go when I’m troubled.

What is troubling me?

Why?

What can I do about it?

What did I say that this is what I’m dealing with?

I allow psychospirilosophy the martial art of thought do it’s thing.

I’m a humanist.

My ism is humanism.

I have no religion, but I’m deeply spiritual.

I understand religions and I work to not fuck people up about their choice.

It’s their choice.

Think about it, if it was your choice to follow a religion, would you want people trying to fuck up over it?

I would think that would wear on one, and one would breakdown.  In the midst of breaking down, one could feel weak and one could be deceived.

I get how people get to be fucked up.

I unfuck people.

Have a blessed one and be excellent