Who is the Chump?

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sirsemega
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Just a short essay on the situation we read about so often about the cheating spouse that laughs as they put one over on their partner. Who do they really hurt in the long run?

Who is the chump?

The one who loves fully, or the one who pretends, lies and cheats behind the other's back?

Always searching for something they already have, if they only opened their hearts and minds. It takes courage to open yourself up, to be so vulnerable, while the closed, protected shield cools the heart, keeping the stoked flames from catching and igniting the all inclusive passion of body and soul.

There is the fear that one day, you can come home and find out that your life was a lie, a shambles of deceit perpetrated by your partner, the one person in life that you trusted, who in turn has dashed your hopes and assumptions, who mocks you with their actions, and reveals the mask of a stranger you have shared your life with.

Who is the fool then?

The surprised supposed victim, or the devious, nefarious liar? Have you as the giver of your heart and trust all this time together really lived a less full life compared to the partner that has died each day a death of cowardice and lies? They rest their heads next to a person they haven't the guts to be honest with? Is ignorance truly bliss? Is pride that comes before the fall bitterer?

We live this one life only once. Perhaps at the end of our mortal veil, once removed, we disappear out of existence forever. One chance only to "be" the person we could be. Forget heaven and hell, forget reincarnation, forget karma, your awareness is this one life, nothing more, what happened before is forgotten, what happens after is anyone's guess, for now you choose how you live this life, no one else gets to do that unless you give that choice away.

You enter the partnership with lust, perhaps blooming into love and trust and you give that love and trust to someone you have chosen to bestow this upon. They are seen as "worthy". If they fail you, then who is to blame?

If they agree to love and trust you back, tell you this and then do the opposite behind your back, are you any lesser? What is in your control? You and you only. This isn't blindly trusting someone, but an agreement has occurred and with that agreement, trust is given until that trust is revoked by you. You try hard to hold up your trust and love, thinking that the other is trying just as hard.

The years go by and part of the agreement should be that you two communicate and work to staying close and intimate. Nothing stays the same and relationships are very much an evolving, living organism that needs care and feeding, for neglect withers it and kills it.

Looking back in your past together, after the trust has been shattered, you feel the fool, the blind soothsayer that couldn't read the bird's entrails properly, to see the signs of dishonesty, of lack of respect, of cowardice, but I ask you, are you the fool?

Certainly the fool is the coward not living the life they should be living.

The coward that recognizes that they have chosen wrong, and must end it.

The person who "has their cake and eats it too".

Is that fulfilling?

Is that really "being"?

That partner is less of a person as they straddle two different worlds that cannot exist together, lies and deceit over honesty and integrity. Love versus lust. Oh sure they laugh behind the trusting partner's back, "how could anyone trust a person like them?"

A person like them, they already are distinguishing themselves as something else, something not worthy. It is a jest of the fool, laugher of a hyena, the brazen cackle of embarrassment as deep down they know themselves for who they are, a person not worthy of the love and trust of their better more deserving partner.

Take solace in the fact that regardless of what the other partner does behind your back that you have loved fully with all your heart. You have experienced a fullness that throughout their tenure, they have searched for and never found that fulfillment that you have experienced, that bliss of ignorance, of faith, not blind, mind you, but of trusting faith that exudes an attractiveness to others who can appreciate such passion and resolve. You are no fool, you are "being" all that you can be. Fulfilling that which makes us the entities that we are.

is no stigma attached to love and trust and faith. The people who do see this as a weakness are not worthy of you, for they cannot see what they are missing. They are the true chumps, doomed to feel regret on a daily basis, either as they stare across the pillow at their partner beside them, asleep in unimagined contented bliss and love, or while they search for something to fill that empty space within them. An orgasm is a wonderful thing, a high that you can ride to conclusion, but it, like everything else in life, ends.

What happens next?

There will be a day of reckoning, where you ask yourself did I truly live a life that I am proud of? The mirror beckons every morning as you stare back at the person that you have become. Through every decision you have made, the sum total adds up to either a person you don't recognize stares back at you, or a smile greets you each morning as you brush your teeth and you whisper to yourself, "Hello, old friend!"

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Billy_Ray_BanBilly_Ray_Ban6 months ago

In this world, we have to face the fact that sometimes, evil prospers. We want good to win out, but it doesn't always. Human beings have the incredible ability to rationalize just about anything. It's an inherent weakness of our species. This rationalization allows human beings to justify debased and horrible behavior. We convince ourselves that our actions are right, just, moral, and even necessary. Even when they're clearly not by any measurable standard. But evil does have a shelf life. Eventually, call it karma or fate, or an equalization of nature... What comes around usually goes around.

AnonymousAnonymousabout 1 year ago

The last sentence justified everything else that was stated.

Bill S.

Robby_DRobby_Dabout 4 years ago
Serenity?

Dang it, Sirsamega. Don't you know that the underpinning of any good Loving Wives story is the moral outrage that we readers get to experience along with the poor, innocent husband. Even greater is the sheer joy we experience when outrageous revenge is visited on the cheaters. And now, you would have us consider that the trusting husband has actually had a life filled with love, faith and trust? BAH! we might as well become Buddhists and have compassion on everyone involved. Are you trying to undermine my self-righteous anger? Hell; I might as well start reading stories in the Romance section.

etchiboyetchiboyabout 5 years ago
Who truly hurts. The former possessor or the thief?

The owner of a cherished possession, let’s say a gold pocket watch transferred from great grandfather to grandfather to father and finally to son, all of whom wore it at every formal occassion such as church, weddings, dances, christenings, first dates, anniversaries, etc. Or perhaps a Tiffany glass vase purchased on a first anniversary trip to New York, that could barely be afforded but was just so beautiful they decided to stretch the budget. A vase used to hold flowers on every anniversary, Thanksgiving, Christmas, birthday, etc. both items imbued with years of remembance of momentous and happy occassions, of importand milestones of life.

Then imagine a thief in the night stealing either or both items. And sells the items for pennies on the dollar.

The owners still have the memories, which will certainly begin to fade over years of time. But now they also have the loss of the remembrances; as the memories fade so will the happy thoughts that went along fade too.

But worst of all In the loss will be remembering the feeling of invasion. The loss of security of the home. Somebody uninvited, with bad intent snuck in, touched your most private things. Perhaps looked in on your son or daughter’s rooms. Fingers ran over your pillow. Hands pawed through your spouse’s “unmentionables” looking for hidden treasure (double entendré here). The one “safe” space you created in your life that was YOURS.

The thief, on the other hand, may get $30-$40 if they’re lucky. Buy a couple of cases of the good beer. Or a tank of gasoline, readying for the next heist.

So who looses here? The owners HAD good things occur with the items. But also, now, bad. And the remembrances of the bad (admittedly along with the good).

The thief? What the fuck do they care. Tomorrow’s another day, another dollar.

AnonymousAnonymousover 7 years ago
That was something but who would think that when wronged??

A friend a special friend that can make it sound sane to the hurt?? Not I..

I really do not know how I could think like that, albeit that was a great piece of write art....bill

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