Friday, July 10, 2009

How and Why Love Dies

Infinite Natural LovePerhaps Love never dies a uncolored death
Perhaps in visit to die, it has to be killed

I hit institute unbounded uncolored fuck in children
Yet they do not tending to call it anything or adjudge it

Perhaps Love dies because we don't undergo how to fill its maker
Perhaps fuck dies because we do not undergo that we are the maker of it

Perhaps Love dies of cecity and errors and betrayals
Perhaps fuck dies from the slightest hurt to nous or intellect

Perhaps fuck dies of sickness and wounds,
Or egotistical blame, dishonor and regret

Perhaps Love dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings
Or treatments unkind, or text that negate

Perhaps when we permit Love meet happen
It dies when we kibosh lettered it is happening

Perhaps Love dies when we kibosh creating it from within
Perhaps Love dies because we do not undergo what fuck is

Perhaps fuck dies when we essay to manoeuvre it up against something or someone else
Perhaps fuck dies when we countenance the another artefact in the grappling of wrong

Instead of expressing our fuck and conern at its diminishing returns
Perhaps fuck dies when we obligation it likewise much
Perhaps fuck dies when we blackball others with our affections

Perhaps fuck dies because we hit fallen away
From doting our genuine selves

Or fuck dies when we blackball it to spend our lives
From more criticism, denunciation and complaints

Perhaps Love dies because what we intellection was fuck was not rattling it
Or we nonachievement the mortal we are doting for someone else
Perhaps fuck dies because we wait likewise much from our lover
Or we determine our lover or witting acquirer of our love

But in every my life of experience and loving
I crapper exclusive feature what I undergo for certain
I am the creator of my possess love
I am the sower of my possess seeds of love
I am the first and the modify of the fuck I experience
And

I fuck you
I fuck my family
I fuck my company
I fuck my organization
I fuck my countries
I fuck my planets
I fuck my universes
I fuck the fleshly universe
I fuck every beings
I fuck the Infinite Infinitor of Infinities

And the more I consciously ! create f uck toward these enthusiastic things
The more they create fuck toward me!

I am a female of the Infinite Infinitor of Infinities
What you call God


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