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.

martes, 7 de septiembre de 2010

stay strong (?)


Sigo igual o peor..todo me sale mal.Estoy bastante decepcionada conmigo misma la verdad.Me da igual todo sinceramente para que me voy a levantar mañana? odio estar asi cada dia, cada segundo que pasa, no me concentro, no hago nada simplemente contaminar oxigeno.Me muer por adelgazar , tengo ganas de notarme vacía como los virjos tiempos aun asi hago esfuerzos por comer cosas que me gustan y me cuesta seguir comiendolas,las aborrezco.Mejor.
Mi vida? no tengo vida, esque es así siempre igual.. me aburre estar agotada mentalmente es cronico y no se que puedo hacer para que cambie,esque me dicen de morir mañana ok,me voy a L.A ok..asi con todo ,nose como he llegado a esto y odio estar asi,como cuando ocurrio aquello[..]
Y EXPLOTO!bueno es todo , nada se mueve, parece que la vuelta al insti sea eso.Todos llegamos , miramos la mierda de alrededor,ponemos cara de circusntacia y ya esta como si nada hubiera sucedido ahí dentro , como si todo estuviera bien,buena tactica,vamos a jugar a ser "madres que preparan tartas con una cara sonriente" pero yo me muero por dentro gente..





(En fin todo esto me proporciona a mi muchissimas ventajas.. que aveces parezco y me culpo por lo imbecil que soy de desaprovecharlas y cagarla continuamente,osea si soy invisible porque saludo a las paredes?,se de sobras que podria estar en 48 y nadie se habria dado cuenta pero como soy YO ..cuando me de la venaza,se cagaran ya..!)
PD: quiero hacerme hematomas y nose como.
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  1. Princesa Caótica Ana8 de septiembre de 2010, 1:26

    nO SABES lo identificada que me siento cntigo... siento boicoteo esa vida qni tengo ni vivo xq no kiero y enrealidad nadie lo sabe... t yo podría estar ya en 47 si hubiera puesto ganas... y MIRA Q ME KEDA... xo nena hay q ENTONCES REPLANTEARSE TODO, decirdir KIEN KEREMOS SER, una kejicas o UNA GANADORAS!!nosé... es algo así no??

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