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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