May 15, 2012
I want to believe
Believe that there is a love in our lives that is waiting for us to realize it. Usually we are distracted or separated by distance, time, occupation, our past, our future, our fear, and our anxiety; but in reality, in the karmic sense of the world, Love only needs to be recognized to be true. I’m not talking about just the fuzzy feelings that are symptomatic of love, but the efforts and labors, the true love which is an act and not an emotion. The love that drives us and binds us to our course of action, steering us headlong into a clouded unmapped labyrinth.
In my endless search for these pieces of what I consider a full life, I am met with awkward defeat, and mild disdain for the idiosyncrasies of each person I meet. Often time they remind me of a good friend, or share a similar intellect, but my mind often wanders back to that one person that I shared a brief but visceral moment with.
I edit, I write, I walk the earth waiting for that moment to arise again, for I would rather love for an hour than, live a hundred years without warmth in my heart.
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