Love and Such

Man, I haven't written forever.

Oh well, I'm writing now. It's not like anyone reads these posts anyways. I suppose these are just a way to put myself out there while I think someone is reading them. I guess that helps me a little bit. (Help with what I don't know.)

What shall I talk about? To be honest there are so many things floating around in my head right now I wouldn't even know how to write anything interesting at this point. Why don't I just start with the biggest thing on my mind at the moment: What is love?

Deep question with billions of possible answers that is. Every person you would happen to ask would tell you a different answer, I guarantee you that. To be honest I'm not even sure if I know what my definition of love is.(Funny enough that a paragraph ago I though I knew exactly what the post would be about.) The reason I think love is so complicated is that love is different for everyone. Now I don't mean the trivial stuff like me saying I love my Macintosh, I mean the really deep love like right before you'd ask someone to marry you or something like that. Because love is so diverse there really can't be one definition for it, I'm sure you could look 'love' up in Webster's but how good of an explanation of what love feels like would that give you? It's not the warm feeling you get when you see that one person you care the world for. The thing with love os that unless you've had that deep, deep love you really don't have any idea what it is, you can't even begin to fib something up about it.

For reasons too obvious to post love is important. I don't know if you're religious or not but the whole Bible is based upon love. Where would this world be without love or compassion? If you really think of all the philosophical issues involved with love there probably wouldn't even be hate without love. (Bet you haven't thought of it that way before.) The inconvenient fact of the matter is that everything in the world is based around love and hate, as often as some people may deny it.

As we all grow in this world there are certain things that likely all of us will face, one of those is love. Whether you're the one giving the love or receiving the love it's likely a very important thing for you, which brings me to the biggest and possibly the only downside to love, (nice sagway, eh?) losing it. Obviously I can't speak for the whole world when I say this, but for me losing the thing you love most in the world is a hard thing to do. Obviously I'm not saying it's something one would do on purpose but it's something that can happen. When you lose something/someone that you've spent time with; that you've shared with; that you've loved it hurts to lose it. As a younger person I may not have experienced the shearing loss some of the people reading might have experienced I still know that losing something loved is not easy.

You see, Love is not something that can be defined or held in the palm of your hand, but as I sit typing words into a keyboard I know that I have had love; that I've touched it. Love is not something that will every be described accurately or can be understood by someone that hasn't felt love. Love is a mystery, love is the thing that holds the world together, love has seen many tears and many smiles. Trying to sum up love in a couple of words is impossible but just by writing this I feel like I've come closer to finally understanding what love is for myself.