Thsi is The Pimp's opinion on the whole love thing, after having viewed it from almost every possible side and angle:
Love is Love.
It cannot be painted nor bound by our frugal words. It is an abstract, not of our human world but of our human hearts and minds. Thus Love is always inevitably tainted by our very human views and emotions.
To some it is a raging torrent of passion that embraces and engulfs you; to others it is a mere flowing stream to be watched. Others yet see it as a stagnent pond, poisoned water to be avoid. And then, to those strange and special few, Love is lke a vast ocean -an all encompassing body that overrules all and brings life to even the furtherest reaches of the darkest soul.
Do, do not seek a love that you know you cannot feel within your own heart.
Love is a form of Existence. Existence is Suffering. To Suffer is to know Love.
And thus the circle is drawn and can never be broken.
Well, hope that moves someone somehow, if not away from the computer for a while.
Peace
The Pimp NeonBlack
