Playground

The biggest playground of human being is LOVE, in whatever sense you may call it, ephemeral love, romantic love, unreciprocated love, filial love, parental love, narcissistic, oedipal, “electral”, requited love, mute love, contrapuntal love, true love or whatever abstract definition of love. Human beings are longing to have either one or more of these.

Love is an imaginary plane where everyone is playing. It is a very vast playground where everyone can have games.

There is the swing where someone can oscillate back and forth, the love of someone stopping at two points. Then there’s the see-saw, the up and down, like undulating love, at certain times high, then will fade away, and then back again to its height. Others prefer to stay on the top of the slide because they are afraid to fall. Others may decide to go with the pull of gravity, taking the risk, sliding through it until they reach the ground. On one corner, the merry-go-round is waiting to take the riders in a joyride, passing through the same points while going up and down. Some may take the climber, effort is needed to reach the top. Or, they may take the jungle gym or maze, traversing points to get the love. On the other side, some will play in the sandbox, building castles for their fantasy land. Then there’s the bouncing place, the trampoline, bouncing one love to another. Some will just pick flowers, enjoying the joy of love. Others may take a walk in the garden to take things calm and easy. Most will sit on the benches waiting for their turns. Or few may just simply sit there watching how everyone is playing. But only very few will sit in one corner, contented and enjoying the beauty of love.

There are thousands of games in this playground and everyone would play the game/s they want.

But, what about me?

I am the keeper of the playground, the keymaster

There is only one kind of love that cannot be found in this playground, True love, the love of the immortals. This love is the “ivory towers and golden pinnacles” on the peak of the mountain where heaven and earth meet, overlooking a vast paradise, serenaded by a thousand falls. This is the place where everyone can find true happiness.

I may sometimes play with them but I can’t own one of them. As a builder, I cannot be with them. And those deserving beings who ask for True love, I will show them the path leading to the peak of the mountain.

There in the “ivory towers and golden pinnacles” the souls of “true lovers” will rest and tranquility and mirth of existence will be obtained by them.

Human love is perfectly contained in this playground, full of life, joy, happiness, surprises, hope, understanding, care, concern, honesty, freedom and support. But it is also full of bitterness, hatred, envy, jealous, angst, deceit, dismay, misunderstanding, abandonment, and confusions. It gives life. It grants death.

For me.

I take its beauty and elegance so I may go home and feel the arms of those who love me.