Rabu, 19 November 2008

Sebuah Catatan dari "Youkee Recovery"



THIS IS LOVE..
LOVE is temporary madness, it erupts like an

earthquake subsides. .
And when it subsides you have to make a decision..
You have to work out whether your roots have become

so entivined together
That it is inconceivable that you should ever part..
Because this was LOVE is..
LOVE is not breathlessness, it is not excitement..

it is not promulgation of promises of eternal

passion
That is just being in LOVE, which any of us can

convince our self we are..
LOVE it self is what left over being in LOVE has

burned away..
And this both an art and a fortunate accident..
It is a mystery why we fall in love..
It is a mystery now it happens..
It is mystery when it comes
It is a mystery why some LOVE grows and some LOVE

fails, you can analyze this mystery..
And look for reasons and causes , but you will

never do anymore that take the life out of the

experience
LOVE is more than the sum of interest and attraction

and commonalities that 2 people share
And just as life it self is a gift that comes and

goes in its own time, so too, the coming of love

must be taken as an unfathomable gift that can’t be

questioned in its ways..
remember that you don't choose LOVE, LOVE choose

you, all you can realy do is accept it for all its

mystery when its comes to your life..
LOVE has its time, its own season its own reason for

comming and going.. you cannot bribe it or coerce or

reason it into staying.. you can only embrace it

when it arrives and gift it away when it comes to

you.. but if it chooses to leave from your heart,

theres is nothing you can do and theres nothing you

should do..
LOVE always has been and always will be a mystery.

the most wonderful of all things in life is the

discovery of another human being with whom ones

relationship has a growing deptly beauty and joy as

the years increase.. this inner progressiveness of

love between 2 human beings is a most marvelous

thing; it can be found by looking for it or by

passionately wishing for it , it is a sort of divine

accident, and the most wonderful of all things in

live. LOVE means to commit oneself without

guarantee, to give oneself completely in the hope

that our LOVE will produce love in the love person.
LOVE is an act of faith, and whoever is of little

faith is also of little love.. you come to LOVE not

by finding the perfect person, but by seeing an

imperfect person perfectly.. LOVE is the emblem of

eternity, it confounds all notion of time, effaces

all memory of a beginning, all fear of end.. LOVE is

like a friendship caught on fire, in the beginning a

flame, very pretty, often hot an dfierce, but still

only light and flickering.. as LOVE grows older, our

hearts mature and our LOVE becomes as coals, deep

burning and unquenchable.. LOVE is as much of an

object as an obsession, everybody wants it,

everybody seeks it, those who do will cherish it, be

lost in it and among all, never.. never forget it..
LOVE feels no burden, regards not labors, strives

toward more than it attains, argues not

impossibility, since it believes that it may and can

do all things.. therefore it avails for all things,

and fulfils and accomplishes much where one not a

lover falls and lies helpess.. True LOVE is like

ghosts, which everybody talks about and few have

seen.. LOVE doesn't sit there like a stone, it has

to be made, like bread, remade all the time, made

new.. you will never know true happiness until you

have truly LOVEd, and you will never understand what

pain really is until you have lost.. love is a

hidden fire, pleasant sore, a delicious poison, a

delectable pain, an agreeable torment, a sweet and

trobbing wound, a gentle death.. life as taught us

that LOVE does not consist in gazing at each other

but in looking outward together in the same

direction.. LOVE is symbol of eternity. it wipes out

all sense of time, destroying all memory of a

biginning and all fear of an end.. LOVE is a sweet

tyranny, because the lover endureth his torments

willingly.. LOVE never reasons but profusely gives,

gives, like a thoughtless prodigal, its all, and

trembles lest it has done too little.. love withers

under constraints, its very essence is liberty,it is

compatible neither with obedience, jealouy, nor

fear, it is there most pure, perfect, and unlimited

where its votaries live in confidence, equality and

unreserve..
L..O..V..E.....

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