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Love is a Double-Edged Sword is a poetic book on relationships. In this book I teach the principle of love. Love is the knowledge one has of self and one's mate because you cannot love what you don't know. Therefore love is a choice and not a feeling, for feelings will sway you; one day you love him or her, and the next season you hate him or her. And it is out of this body of knowledge that one will decide to be in a relationship or not. Courting, dating, phone calls, text messages and emails are the seeds that have been planted in one's heart. And the smiles and laughter are the indications that the seed has been watered, and that it will bear fruit. This is the first phase of getting to know someone or building a relationship. When knowledge has been gathered, and if that person is giving you the wrong information about themselves, through lies and deceptions, then you will soon experience separation: what I call a dying love. A DYING LOVE. Most of us have a secret place somewhere deep within our heart and soul. A place where we go to sort things through, when feelings of love become overwhelmed with pain. This place is thoughts of imagination, memories of imagery, and reflections of moments of being together. This place of isolation and loneliness is the secret place we go to bury feelings of those we love, or set on fire all images of thought of those we truly love. This hidden place is the secret darkness of the heart and the soul where no one knows the murders which are committed, only she who commits them. I've been dragged to this hidden place by a love which I thought was true. The heart of this woman is where I now lay. Helplessly wounded by reason of separation as she watches my dying love.
