Saturday, March 30, 2013

Pure Valiant Expounding of Astounding Philosophy

Dearest Lover, 

Love of knowledge. Knowledge of love. Knowing that all is love. Loving all that we know. All that we know comes from love and love comes from all that we know. Knowing and loving. Loving and knowing. Knowing love. Loving the known. What do we really know? Is love all we really need to know? What is it and is it so? Well, look and see where it comes from and to where it goes. Love is really, so, so very much so, and that is why we love it so! 

Such is the search. The search for truth. Solid knowledge. The knowledge that you will know when you feel it. Totally, completely, far and wide, without divide! You feel it because it is in you and you are outside of you experiencing you in all relations, and inside of you experiencing you with all elation. Love surrounds you and abounds in you! True love is found in no negation, no fear, no separation, only love. One connected heart in passionate pulse pounding palpitation. 

Expression of love and acknowledgment of love assures the fond feeling of love. Search yourself and know yourself, for you are love and are loved and all is love! Love, love, love. Listen to the song and sing along. All you need is love, all you need is love, love, love. Desirably, love is all we need. Without love, where would we be? 

Can you feel it? You've got to feel it, the power of love. Feeling alive with love, never so alive! More than mere existence, is the knowledge from sentience, the supreme feeling of soul. Love, that which when known, makes all else known! Love shines and reflects itself, yourself, ourself, allself, fullself, effulgent self, radiating immersing self. In a sense selfish and in a sense selfless, beyond definition, but in total sense indifference to the ignorance of denying the pompitous of the pristine truth of love. 

It's not what you know. It's not who you know. It's who you love, who loves you, and who calls you "Baby! Baby! Baby!" all night long. Love lovely love for the sake of love. Take love, give love, make love, a whole lot of love out loud! With abundant love you have no lack. All is fair so fight the war with love. Arm yourself with thermonuclear love and fire it up! Attack! Surrender! What difference does it make when love is both the means and the outcome?

In the end, both sides have won in sharing the conquered and conquering eminent abstract ecstatic permeating experience of becoming one in the auspicious empirical empire of love. 'Tis beyond the most pinnacle knowledge, bar none! THERE IS ONLY LOVE! 

Sincerely, 
One Who Loves You Dearly 

P.S. You Are Worlds Above Words Wonderful!

3 comments:

  1. According to The Smoochman, FEBRUARY 19, 2013...

    "To a woman love comes from inside. For a man love comes in spurts."

    Do you agree?

    ReplyDelete