Lovingly Written, 12-15-22-5
(This is my project in English about
my philosophy on love.)
“Let me not to the marriage of true minds
admit impediments.
Love is not love which alters when
alteration finds,
or bends with the remover to remove:
O no!
it is an ever-fixed mark that looks on tempests
and is never shaken…”
admit impediments.
Love is not love which alters when
alteration finds,
or bends with the remover to remove:
O no!
it is an ever-fixed mark that looks on tempests
and is never shaken…”
William Shakespeare
Love
Love. Just love. It is the best thing we have. It is the best thing we can give. It is the best thing we can receive. Love is the best. So, love.
Love. Yes, love. Time may pass but love will last. Reason may vanish but love is ever-present. Death always ends; love always begins. Love is unchanging, awkward; most importantly, love is life. So, love.
Love is Unchanging
Love is unchanging. It is everlasting. When you love, that love will never vanish. It will grow stronger, but never weaker. It will always win, but will never lose. Love will never change. Or else, it is not love at all.
Indeed, love is unchanging. If the love you have changes as what you love changes, what you have is not actually love; it is admiration. True love never morphs into another for it never “alters when alteration finds.” It will never vanish for it does not “bend with the remover to remove.” It is strong for it can “look on tempests and will never be shaken.” Nothing can impede love. Love is strong and unchanging.
Love is Awkward
In as much as love is unchanging, it is also awkward. It is awkward in the sense that it is unreasonable and by being unreasonable it becomes unconditional. There is no reason why we have love, yet we have love. There is no reason why we give love, yet we love. There is no reason why we receive love, yet we are loved. We love not because of actions, appearances and words because these three are bordered by death; we love and are loved because…there is love. There is no reason for love for there is just love.
Indeed, love has no reason. If you love and you are loved because you and your lover have reasons, what you have is admiration only – not love. There is no reason to love because everyone deserves to be loved, even our enemies. There is no reason to love because reason tends to change everything and love is unchangeable. “Love has no reason in which reason knows not of.” Love is unreasonable – awkward.
Love is Life
Ultimately, love is life itself. Conversely, life is love. We live because we love. We love because we live. Love makes us live. Life makes us love. Love and life are one. Love is life.
Love is the entirety of life. It embraces the whole of life – everything. Love prevails in life. It even prevails after death. We can love even if what or who we love is dead. From birth, to school, to work, to old age, to death, beyond…love. “Where there is love; there is life.”
Love and Life
Loving is the sign that we live. In the same sense, Living is the sign that we love. In the course of our lives, we love things, events, our pets, our families, persons, etc. and these give us the reason to live. In the same way, we live first for our own selves and then, recognizing that life is dreary with only ourselves, we give our lives for others – by loving them. We love as long as we live. We live as long as we love because love is life.
Indeed, love is the best. Nothing is better than love. Love is unchanging. Love is awkward. Finally, love is life – everything. Love is strong and it embraces all. Love is…everything.
Love. Live. It is the best thing we can ever have. It is the best thing we have given. It is the best thing we have received. Love is the best because it is life. So, love. And therefore, live.
Happy Valentines!
