Prisoners of Love

I’d like to think of philosophy as a conscientious observation on life’s events. After all, our physical representation is a manifestation of our conscience bringing its philosophy to life. Much like how Jesus used parables to express his views as lucid as possible for his disciples to get their heads around. Here is a quote I’ve extracted from a fellow blogger who loves philosophy.

“For every minute you are angry you lose sixty seconds of happiness” – Ralph Waldo Emerson

Within the given minute overwhelmed by despair, there are constant moments of desperate cry for happiness to take the pain away. Moments of happiness are precious as it has a lesser outcome in comparison to anger. The fact that we yearn for relief from despair despite the imbalance is proof that our inner being is made of love, and its mechanism of restitution shows that happiness is our natural state of mind.


If happiness or love is our natural state of mind, then why do the stats favor more to the negatives?

Why is happiness made rare to the extent that we have to yearn for it as described by Ralph W. Emerson?

Why do we need Jesus to reveal love, then embracing the institution of religion to constantly remind ourselves of it?

Why do we need to be consistently reminded even if love is innate?

Is it probable that we are “prisoners” hopelessly caught in a cycle dwelling on guilt, blinded by the self imprisonment that we can’t see even the lighter shade of truth? 

Something tells me finding love is not meant to be easy particularly for people greatly indebted to ego. Love is not meant to be obvious either, because it’s woven into the fabric of our ego. The suture of ego needs to be undone to set love free. Freeing love is a challenge worth taking for its rare, and precious qualities to be realised. This challenge is an integral part of life’s design to reward the effort in finding love with a deep sense of appreciation. By that gratitude is the knowing that gives us as “prisoners of guilt” hope.

For example, I wanted to grow an avocado tree in my garden. I’ve learned that I needed to germinate the seed first to give it “hope” for the tree to have a better chance of survival. It would take a month-process of nurturing in germinating the avocado seed to finally see the roots, and shoot to appear strong, and healthy. Hope is when the seedling is planted into the ground that one day it will blossom into a fully grown avocado tree that will bear fruits of joy. Where is the love in all this? Love rides on the desire, and participation in bringing life from a lifeless seed to reveal beauty that will be a new addition to my garden.

Similarly, Jesus used the parable of the mustard seed to describe the kingdom of God. Here, there are many degrees to understanding. Some would simply imagine a physical place called heaven where it’s filled with mustard trees. Some would resonate right away with the description which doesn’t require other kinds of seed like an avocado for further explanation. Nothing is accomplishable from love unilaterally. Love needs to put to work in order to harness its reward in hope for the “kingdom of God”. I can assure you, mustard trees are not likely the reward. Based on my conscientious observation, it’s best said you are what you make your “kingdom of God” to be. 

Jesus was gifted to see into every soul like an hourglass. He understood the seed in every soul needed hope in order to blossom as intended by creation to be one with it. Even in our physical state, we are living the kingdom of God by regularly “tuning” our conscience just as we make the effort to harness the attributes of love. Day by day we tune in, for the kingdom of God will one day be the quality of your conscience that is promised.

So it seems, our fate rests in the effort that must be made for love to fulfill itself with gratitude where hope will be our guide to be with God we choose to believe. It’s a process that is not exactly free for we are prisoners of love.

“The peace that heaven promises mirror the clarity of your conscience”