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I wouldnt know I havent had it in about 2 years, I think it means someone who's willing to so to say "Give up there own world" to someone else, and trust them with it. eh, i'm not willing to do that, so i guess i'll never see it ![]() yeah, i'm more content watching my friends battle with "love" and then listening to them whine about how they're mistreated. very entertaining. always a plus, wasted neighbors who just need to break up and get it over with. well, you seem pretty grounded, i'm sure you will someday. :) |
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I wouldnt know I havent had it in about 2 years, I think it means someone who's willing to so to say "Give up there own world" to someone else, and trust them with it. eh, i'm not willing to do that, so i guess i'll never see it ![]() yeah, i'm more content watching my friends battle with "love" and then listening to them whine about how they're mistreated. very entertaining. always a plus, wasted neighbors who just need to break up and get it over with. well, you seem pretty grounded, i'm sure you will someday. :) ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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The sense of freedom to love without expecting anything back... to love the Who of someone , not the What. Love... something that is as constant as breathing..through me, not from me. sounds exhausting. does breathing tire you? it exhilarates me ![]() nah i meant all the giving, that sounds tiring. however, since i have asthma, breathing can be exhausting for me too. ![]() |
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Love is truth, trust and safety all rolled in one person.
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Love is truth, trust and safety all rolled in one person. ![]() |
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Whats the definition of love to you? A 3 in a million shot at getting something perfect...so far I have Mountain Dew. ![]() |
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Whats the definition of love to you? A 3 in a million shot at getting something perfect...so far I have Mountain Dew. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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Dunno What The Answer Is To That.........
I Spell It L*U*S*T ![]() ![]() |
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Love is truth, trust and safety all rolled in one person. ![]() So do I, now the hard part is finding that needle in the haystack. |
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Love is truth, trust and safety all rolled in one person. ![]() So do I, now the hard part is finding that needle in the haystack. |
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Dunno What The Answer Is To That......... I Spell It L*U*S*T ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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Dunno What The Answer Is To That......... I Spell It L*U*S*T ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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Love is truth, trust and safety all rolled in one person. ![]() So do I, now the hard part is finding that needle in the haystack. Says who? it's EVERYWHERE! Perhaps you mean it's really hard to FEEL it these days... |
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Love is truth, trust and safety all rolled in one person. ![]() So do I, now the hard part is finding that needle in the haystack. Says who? it's EVERYWHERE! Perhaps you mean it's really hard to FEEL it these days... |
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Edited by
ArtGurl
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Sat 09/20/08 02:15 PM
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The sense of freedom to love without expecting anything back... to love the Who of someone , not the What. Love... something that is as constant as breathing..through me, not from me. sounds exhausting. does breathing tire you? it exhilarates me ![]() nah i meant all the giving, that sounds tiring. however, since i have asthma, breathing can be exhausting for me too. ![]() all that giving is tiring when there is an expectation attached to it ... love ... as an extension of one's being ... is tireless... too many misconceptions in the world about what love is and what it has to look like ... it is a shame ... sorry about the asthma - I hope that breathing too becomes effortless for you ![]() |
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Whats the definition of love to you? ![]() |
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Whats the definition of love to you? ![]() |
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Whats the definition of love to you? ![]() ![]() I found a real dichotomy in this love/hate thingo... It's seems the more you free yourself from self gratification love, the less one feels dislike, contempt and even that hate thingo. So maybe love BIG, or Bigger, with no thought of what you GET, and the whole fine line will just wiggle away. |
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If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known. And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. |
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If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing. Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known. And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. |
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