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Tuesday, June 5, 2007

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Love is not as uncommon as people want to believe. It doesn't always involve some elusive "one and only," or a soulmate. Love... well, love is something that can affect us on a daily basis. It's something intangible, an outmoded stigma. It's a primeval ideal, an ephemeral excuse to find meaning in this tragic world. You see, love can exist on so many different planes and levels. I can met someone and love them the instant I meet them, and then I could fall out of love with them just as quickly; or, it could take days, weeks, months, or years to love someone. What I mean is, there's no love more significant than any other. Love is love, it comes and goes. But what makes it appealing is the possibility that it remains, and that you can keep keep a consistent love with a consistent person forever, into the abyss of eternity. That's what is so appealing about love. Eternity. The possibility of forever.

Now some may say that there is always an end. True, there is an end to every relztionship. But love is not a relationship. It is a feeling, an emotion, a state of mind. See, relationships all end; we all die, our bodies rot. But the idea of love, the feeling of love - that can permeate throughout the universe for an eternity. That mad passion is like the light of the soul. Light never stops traveling, it bends around time and space, it's a constant, and it continues onward.

You know... you look up and see a star; in many instances, the star you see is simply light that was emitted thousands or millions of years prior. That star has a good chance of being dead. But, we still see that star, as radiant as ever, as beautiful as it was in its prime, because the light - its core - still permeates he empty crevasses of space. We still can see and feel its undeniable rapture.

And so is love....

2 comments:

1 FN HandyMan said...

Interesting!

Pen said...

I think this was a totally awesome and thought provoking read.

I can say I love a television show or book. I can love a cat or a plant. I can love a child. I can love my husband. Funny just how universal love really is :o)