Love And War - Personal blog of Trisha Rapley, Australian Author.
- Trisha Rapley

- May 17
- 2 min read
It was a place of brokenness, a place of short fallings, heartbreak break and sometimes a near-death experience. A place where souls of a similar kind gathered together to start again or commit sins.
Pinned were the demands of a hopeful heart, along with a pile of reassuring sentences to help ease the pain they’d gone through or the loneliness they were trying to overcome. Accompanied by a picture, either taken just before or many months ago, to show what they were bargaining for.
A game of chess or a chance at roulette because you were never really sure if it was them after the heartbreak or before.
Detailed hello’s or just a simple hi to start the ball rolling in the game I call “Love and War”.
The offers of tantalising moments with a possible chance of more memories to come, but only if you dare choose between who would be fairer and fun.
Some with rough edges and some with long-standing marital affairs, many using God to help sway your choice with a touch of Christian stamped on the highlight of their digital print, had become in the game I call “Love and War”.
Some were willing to share, while others knew of nothing but loyalty sided with desperate attempts to hold on too tight. Many love bombs of selfish obsession with the extortion of money that could buy you everything.
This game I call “Love and War” a spiritual awakening to those who had been sleeping behind the door to their heart, while others, a game of conquering not in the heart but in the numbers and fantasies they gathered in their hotel beds and the quite dark spaces they created for their sins.
Exciting for some with the potential hope it provides, while a sad awakening to the truth for those who had lost all their hope of a great future in commitment and love.
Truth be told, it’s not for healed or those who see souls instead of faces, these games of complicated suffering and baring your heart and soul to the unknown.
A place where the lost are rarely found and a place of dead ends of sorts, definitely not a place for my heart and soul, nor for yours at all.
A swipe to the right, a flick to the left, so many choices for the many sins that could potentially be bared and committed, as the devil watched on, counting our sins and all the trouble we’d be in.
From start to finish, and the subscription rights, I found nothing except the sight of my own reflection succumbing to the war in a heart that was once full of hope and all the sins I was committing.
A moment to reconsider before clicking away and losing our way, not a shed of light or spark of hope in a game I call “Love and War”.
A lesson well taught or a lesson learned well?
Is it the student you seek to teach or the teacher you wish to be in the game I call “Love and War!”

Love And War - Personal blog of Trisha Rapley, Australian Author.




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