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Meaning Of Life; Love
 
Could love BE the meaning of life?

Non-fiction by Michael T. Dean

I believe that love is in fact the true meaning of life. It is what lies before our very eyes, and yet it is commonly overlooked as a mere intense emotion that simply happens between male and female. Though in simplistic terms this may be correct, i believe there is far much more than so to speak: "meets the eye." To me it is what "meets the heart/soul." Those who cannot love; cannot live. Those who do not love die within themselves after some time, by then it is only a matter of time till they pass on from trying to survive with a cold, lonely, bitter heart. Though unfortunately, those who suffer from an immensely broken heart are faced with a similar death: they pass from an unbearable pain which can never be settled. Love is the answer. Love last forever it is permanently imbedded within the whole of our souls; funny how we seem to feel its firesome warmth explode in our chests as if it is bleeding out from our very hearts. One can never escape love; one can only search for a gateway into harnessing its powerful effects. Love lasts forever; Love is Forever, it lives on past death. All shall love or be lost. We cannot see this only because our earthly human selves hold our true souls kept in solitude; a corpses prison.

Often times love is far too powerful for a common mind to grasp. It is not love you have encountered when you feel a slight fondness for a particular someone or something. For this cannot possibly come in any sort of comparison to love, love is in fact the word that we all are guilty of taking for granted. Love has no boundaries; you cannot control it though you must express it. Love is a sure thing; no question about it. This immeasurable timeless love that we speak of comes in a varied amount of forms whether it is for a certain religion, hobby, interest, job, or most certainly another human being. Never attempt to hold this love in for anything. Do not fall prisoner to the face of fear!

Fear is loves bitter rival, and the human mind is all too familiar with fear. Fear not! One can not possibly be unloved, and if that is the case I shall say it proud “I Love You.” I fall careless of those I do not know but still love any way. Thus love is the true meaning of life, and Love is what allows our souls to truly "Rest In Peace!!!"

 
 
Michael T. Dean, 17 years of age, contact: michaeltdean@yahoo.com 
                            Copyright 2008 Michael T. Dean.
                       Any Reviews or Comments are welcome

Posted 02/06/2008

 

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