what is love we may ask? as a child love is the parent.. it is a warm bed. the ocean. the woods. the sun. the moon. love is what keeps us warm and feeling (safe) later, love is more difficult to understand it seems to fade into the wind... you're walking on one day- and all you think you've loved all you've known it passes (or seems to) and what has love become? life stops to make sense later on- the sighs become longer and harder sometimes you're out of breath love sometimes is hard to think of idealogy lost it's hurtful at times but still that ocean, the trees, the sun, the moon the warmth of a pet the smile from a stranger you learn that love is nothing but you you are love without you... love would be nothing but love is everywhere and it will embrace you if you let it but dont expect it to be what you expected it to be it will never be but it will be hidden in that tree... only when you dont expect it
love is the only thing that can kill you and save you love is so misunderstood some so eager to love but they really dont know that love is not real- yet it is love is just you it's all around you but only in you
love is nothing more than a chemical reaction in your brain, through hormones, to stimulate procreation
funny. i read a lot of research and that's all that the "typical" love is. kinda sad when you realize those loves you had... are just chemical. but there is a love deeper then that. for self and the universe. it's a bit harder to find though... it's only by letting go (of even love!!).. that you can find it.
I don't believe for one second that love is just a chemical reaction. I am going to be a scientist, but I will never believe that.
there are different loves. the chemical reaction is just the love that most people are familier with.
Exactly. I am sure that chemical reactions are a kind of love. But I don't think that certain loves can ever be explained, which makes them so wonderful.
yeah the chemical reactions create kinda the more lusty, "oh, im in looove!!" reactions! ya know? the more subtle are usually real love but it always comes from self.
Yeah. The chemical kind is probably more for procreating (sex ), since that is something that we are programmed to do.
"love is a grave mental disease" ~Plato~ "from their eyelids as they glanced dripped love" ~Hesiod~ "Love is not the dying moan of a distant violin - it's the triumphant twang of a bedspring" ~ S.J Perelman ~
love is in the hazing of the eyes the eyelids falling, tired being asleep it's in the weary bones in the mind- that wont forget the body awakes, the bones hurt movement so difficult the joints hurt the body arises it hurts love is there the window opens hate is there love shines through