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.How Life Is To Love, Then Love Is To Live.

Contributed by 01_zanzebar on Sunday, 6th February 2005 @ 08:38:08 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems




The human mind
the last true boundry to science
the myth science find find its creator
is the myth one can find himself
the body is primal
the spirit is invented
the brain is invented
the reaction is primal
the human is gathered from a cluster of bouncing emotions
a tumbling effect of life meeting morality
and it all collides with irony and fate

the only thing that sepatares this creature is love
the one emotion that meets primal and invention
whats sustains this emotion, is the pairing of primal invention to craft desire and feeling
combined with this sense, that all humanity can be joined by love
what was once a rogue ideal will be the future of its race
but something so truely phoney and made-up
it is clear how love can break and collapse
true love is as real as the person is a fake
as the two wrongs make a right
is this the meaning of love?




Copyright © 01_zanzebar ... [ 2005-02-06 08:38:08]
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Re: .How Life Is To Love, Then Love Is To Live. (User Rating: 1 )
by lovingcritters on Friday, 17th June 2005 @ 05:41:08 AM AEST
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Roan Love is simply you caring for another, and another caring for you. That is why we seldom see Love that true today. The only love I see are those that love themselves!!
This poem was so different, but so true.....
Had to read it several times, your depth is always too deep for me, but was able to grasp it's real meaning at the end!
Wonderful, just wonderful.....you are so talented in your own right!
Warm love
consue




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