X-Lines
Two lines. One female, one male. They move in different directions. Suddenly, some day they are attracted to one another. They move closer. They become parallel in motion, observing, admiring, weighing the options, identifying points of interest and points of disturbia. They bounce off each other once or twice, sometimes casually, some are intended. Friction, the good kind occurs. They decide on a collision course, with detailed landing and attachment points. The moment is near. The heat is on. The melting points on both lines are reached. Its now or never.They change their life courses and head for the chosen contact and combinational attraction point. They collide. They hold on tight. The shaking and rattling is deaf defying and many bruises appear, its worth it they think. The final welding begins. The crafting and plotting of the combined course is set. They are one.
Many lines manage to pull off the combo efforts anywhere from 3 to 7 years in some cases, in rare occasions more before the splitting forces take over. When a line becomes one, the single course is no longer remembered, double is the average driving now. Lines tend to be strong together, sometimes very strong to break apart. Remember the welding process? The lines start to think about new solo adventures, each in separate directions, not revealing its master plan. East side rules on one line, west side is the best on the other. Many small abrupt movements and nudges tend to weaken the bondage. On & On till the break of dawn, day in day out, the hammering and men at work sign are never removed, as if its a new airport contract.
The lines finally break free. The only problem they face now is direction and goals. Instead of focusing on that, they focus on the very obvious, getting as far away as possible from each other, and in the shortest time. They squander, they flounder, they even bump again awkwardly at some social function, but they quickly change course and remove the associated from the list to avoid silly bumps in the road. It takes time and effort and hard hits on the forehead before they know destinations. they satisfy the short term wins fast, and deploy all natural resources quick. They then take a rest in the middle of it all. They need to figure out what and where on earth they are? the journey begins.
Two seperate journeys take place for the lines. each one now has two missions. One is to destroy or forget the separated line, and also seek new destinations to start a new life. The later becomes the focus after many quarrels with ones self and the other line. In some cases lines tend to bend and break, then lose it all together. Lines are a strange animal you see, they make you believe they are right, they seek the people that are yes people to become their new surrounding. They think they are getting sound advice, but the only advice I give these lines is get a life and find the truth instead of planting the answer somewhere and looking for it, then congratulating yourself on your findings. Why not play musical chairs instead.
The war begins when one idea is no longer an option, rather a must for both lines. You see now they refer to each other as X-Lines. They are no longer who they were before the bonding process. They must now have a personal line opinion. In many cases the other lines ideas are infected with some kind of disease or hidden agenda, that’s a 50/50 chance you know. They fight over split milk, they decide not to decide, they choose the non achievable, they run after wild goose chases, they want it all, no sacrifice, no letting go, all done in the name of being polite with your X-line.
One X-Line decides to go his way and bond again, the other still on her own, enjoying the spear fishing with her pointed line tip. The two lines have made some little lines along the way, they now are in a future agreement that will last forever due to the little ones. They know this and don’t know this. They decide to be clear on their intentions, and still hide some other for the sake of battle if hey need it.
In many countries, there are systems in place and all is adhered to. In other countries, the practices are more laid back and harm is inevitable to one line on the account of the preferred line gender. The story of these lines is a nightmare to the poor parents of these lines, their little lines and surroundings. Ties are broken, sides are taken, reality is uncovered, faces change, loving arms become the very arms that fight you, more like ground zero in most cases.
Now how would the same lines end this bondage? peace or war? war. Some choose wisely. many choose based on personal agendas and hidden hatred and disrespect for the other line. Peace always wins. Peace needs understanding and patience. Peace.
War is easy, you just have to shoot the first shot without listening. War happens when you become the bully. War happens when you insist. War.
The lines fight over many things that make a wise person laugh at the top of his lung capacity. If you lose direction on what to do? or how to handle your X-line, do me a favor, forget their actions and do not fall victim to typical line reactions, just for the sake of the young lines, remember the good times that brought you two lines together.
We all know how to hurt someone, that’s easy, but can we get what we want without the fatal injuries, scars and bruises? thats another thing, and in my opinion a hard thing to do, temptation is annoying and demanding and easy, who ever said easy was the best solution? I fight my decisions and question them daily before I jump and ride my Reaction wagon, I did say daily!
In many cases, leaving them alone for a while, an hour, a day, a few days will radically improve your replies and actions.
“ My wife and I were happy for 20 years. Then we met.” Rodney Dangerfield
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