Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Sunday, April 6, 2008
Thirty-Something & Single - Volume 8
(Author’s Disclaimer: All characters depicted are fictional and not related to any real events...or are they?)
What is love, anyways?!
Contributed by a 31 yr old guy sleepless in Seattle
(Eclectic beatnik music in background)
What is love, anyways? (Arms up in the air, with angst on his face)
We spend our whole lives hearing of this mys..ti..cal di...Vine emotion that is known to make girls weak at the knees and men jump at a lash of a whip. But seriously what is love, anyways?
We create this great "hoopla" to only be disappointed when it doesn’t occur as we see it in our minds - In the fantasy world that our childhood stories reinforced. God, what is it really, just some way to convince us to pair with someone else and create this world of discipline, ma..tu..ri..ty, procreation…For What, a world that is filled with pain, war and jus..ti..fi..ca..tion. Please tell me, what is this love, anyways?!
Why must we be bound by paper to commit to our souls, why must we fill our heads that we each should settle, com..pro..mise and build our white picket fences. Have we not progressed in time? Can we not embrace real..ism with ideal..ism? We are free to think, we are free to choose, so why is love unconditional and prefaced with destiny? Does love not progress with time, must we remain the same?
Love, really, anyways! (Shouting)
I would like to think it does exist, but you make it sound as if it’s a rare occurrence, as if I can’t love the yesterdays and tomorrows. Well let me just tell LOVE, I do embrace my divine emotion, I hold it true everyday, but I will not be blinded by doubt or distrust. If this love changes, then its purpose is for me to evolve in order to love more. I don’t need to settle, compromise or be fenced in to make it last. And its not in destiny’s hand, its in my heart, soul and my enlightening mind that has led me through the trenches and miraculous roads of life…so this love is mine, to define, hope and find…
ahh what is love any...ways. (Almost whispering, with a hand waving us off and walking away with his head bowed)
What is love, anyways?!
Contributed by a 31 yr old guy sleepless in Seattle
(Eclectic beatnik music in background)
What is love, anyways? (Arms up in the air, with angst on his face)
We spend our whole lives hearing of this mys..ti..cal di...Vine emotion that is known to make girls weak at the knees and men jump at a lash of a whip. But seriously what is love, anyways?
We create this great "hoopla" to only be disappointed when it doesn’t occur as we see it in our minds - In the fantasy world that our childhood stories reinforced. God, what is it really, just some way to convince us to pair with someone else and create this world of discipline, ma..tu..ri..ty, procreation…For What, a world that is filled with pain, war and jus..ti..fi..ca..tion. Please tell me, what is this love, anyways?!
Why must we be bound by paper to commit to our souls, why must we fill our heads that we each should settle, com..pro..mise and build our white picket fences. Have we not progressed in time? Can we not embrace real..ism with ideal..ism? We are free to think, we are free to choose, so why is love unconditional and prefaced with destiny? Does love not progress with time, must we remain the same?
Love, really, anyways! (Shouting)
I would like to think it does exist, but you make it sound as if it’s a rare occurrence, as if I can’t love the yesterdays and tomorrows. Well let me just tell LOVE, I do embrace my divine emotion, I hold it true everyday, but I will not be blinded by doubt or distrust. If this love changes, then its purpose is for me to evolve in order to love more. I don’t need to settle, compromise or be fenced in to make it last. And its not in destiny’s hand, its in my heart, soul and my enlightening mind that has led me through the trenches and miraculous roads of life…so this love is mine, to define, hope and find…
ahh what is love any...ways. (Almost whispering, with a hand waving us off and walking away with his head bowed)
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