LOVE
The epidemic is so great that there are doctors for this sort of thing. There is no cure. There is no logic behind it. The treatment given when the symptoms kick is not 100 percent. With few survivors of its repercussions, many have been affected by this unknown feeling with a blissful life while others seem to vanish away, darkened and suicidal from lethal side effects. Some see it as the plague and others as a vaccine. It’s quite unexplainable. Love is curious and strikes at any given moment.
According to Sophocles, this “one word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: That word is love.“ Did he confuse this word with chocolate? To tell you the truth, my observation of love is just the opposite.
It is the unavoidable demon of some, possessing them at first sight. How can one be infatuated with someone with whom no words were exchanged? Incompressible. How many times have we walked by a restaurant on an empty stomach--looking through the glass to see the comfortably seated eater-outers smiling and nodding as their taste buds dance? Do you smell that? Can you can taste it. It’s so irresistible and next thing you know, you’re at the table next to the man that you were envying with his hamburger in hand. You even envy the mustard stain on his tie. For some, love has a similar effect. You see. You like. You love.
Love is the closest we can get to godliness--because it produces a sense of fulfillment gotten from no other source but from giving to another. To love and win--what an envy! To love and loose--the fate of many. That is why it can be so demonous…love is a poker game, the odds of winning and loosing are unknown as we stare down at 2 cards laying on a table. Hit…me?
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