My love is your greed, wealth, lust and desire for power to control what is not yours to control! It's only for God; given yourself glory to a darkness that will one day rain fire upon us all. Who's love will shield you then, oh'great goddess I wiced an bowed to with unconditional love.
The Chinese have a story on this, a story based on three or four thousand years of civilization: Two Chinese coolies were arguing heatedly in the midst of a crowd. A stranger expressed surprise that no blows were being struck. His Chinese friend replied: "The man who strikes first admits that his ideas have given out."
"If someone approaches you with a gift and you don't accept it, whose is th gift?" asked the samurai. "To who tried to give it" answered one of his disciples.
"The same goes for envy, rage and insults", said the teacher: "When they're not accepted, they continue to be of who brought them with themselves".
We can choose what we want to sow, but we are obliged to reap what we have sown.
You can't tell a book by it's cover.