love

What is love? It is one of the most difficult questions for the mankind. Centuries have passed by, relationships have bloomed and so has love. But no one can give the proper definition of love. To some Love is friendship set on fire for others Maybe love is like luck. You have to go all the way to find it. No matter how you define it or feel it, love is the eternal truth in the history of mankind. Love is patient, love is kind. It has no envy, nor it boasts itself and it is never proud. It rejoices over the evil and is the truth seeker. Love protects; preserves and hopes for the positive aspect of life. Always stand steadfast in love, not fall into it. It is like the dream of your matter of affection coming true. Love can occur between two or more individuals. It bonds them and connects them in a unified link of trust, intimacy and interdependence. It enhances the relationship and comforts the soul. Love should be experienced and not just felt. The depth of love can not be measured. Look at the relationship between a mother and a child. The mother loves the child unconditionally and it can not be measured at all. A different dimension can be attained between any relationships with the magic of love. Love can be created. You just need to focus on the goodness of the other person. If this can be done easily, then you can also love easily. And remember we all have some positive aspect in us, no matter how bad our deeds maybe. It says that it never exist, because there has been many instances of hatred and brutality in relationships. There has been hatred between brothers, parents and children, sibling rivalry and spouses have failed each other. Friends have betrayed each other; the son has killed his parents for the throne, the count is endless. Even the modern generation is also facing with such dilemmas everyday. But love has always ruled, in music, poetry, paintings, sculptor and literature. Psychology has also done lot of dissection to the essence of love, just like what biology, anthropology and neuroscience has also done to it. Psychology portrays love as a cognitive phenomenon with a social cause. Intimacy, Commitment, and Passion. Also, in an ancient proverb love is defined as a high form of tolerance. And this view has been accepted and advocated by both philosophers and scholars. Love also includes compatibility. But it is more of journey to the unknown when the concept of compatibility comes into picture. Maybe the person whom we see in front of us, may be least compatible than the person who is miles away. We might talk to each other and portray that we love each other, but practically we do not end up into any relationship. Also in compatibility, the key is to think about the long term successful relationship, not a short journey. We need to understand each other and must always remember that no body is perfect. Be together, share your joy and sorrow, understand each other, provide space to each other, but always be there for each others need. And surely love will blossom to strengthen your relationship with your matter of affection. Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none. William Shakespeare.

jueves, 16 de septiembre de 2010

EXPLOTACIÓN MORAL


Y llegó lo que temía,exploté sabia que ocurriria y con ello la comida (mucha) aunque solo fue por uan noche.Necesitio dormir bien, pero bien de verdad, sin sueños horribles,sin fantasía,sin despertarme cada 2 horas.Camino por las calles como una yonki perdida con ganas de descansar y de ser feliz.Adicta a la nicotina en ocasiones especiales,antes de entrar al instituto,y antes de dormirme.Quizá no sea capaz de ver nada,y realmente estoy más que perdida en esta vida pero que hacer cuando ya sabes como es y no te gusta?[...]
Quiero estar en los huesos,no quiero consumir nada, arat de mis ideas extremas que no m llegan a ningun lugar.Dicen que para el exito hay que ir haciendo pequeños pasos y así continuamente.Yo lo aré de otra forma,lo aré de golpe sin pausa porque sinó la cago.
Me he tirado el dia en casa , sin ir al cole, la barriga esta me va a reventar y me duele como cuando tenia esos dolores de pequeña,pero esta vez ya se porque esta causado,lo sé de sobra y creo que tendra consequëncias no muy agradables, por eso hoy igual que ayer y mañana neceistava estar sola y descansar en paz.

(cosa que no he podido por esta etsupida ciudad y sus obras continuas)







PD:Odio el dolor crónico de mi alma que seguramente pesa 1000 toneladas porque me cuesta respirar. odio el no poder cambiarlo y aun odio mas el tener que empeorarlo.Alguna solucion?
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