Friday, May 25, 2007

On Love

Every Heart wants to feel Love

Love is the reason we pursue the innumerable false gods of our time—the gods that have hitch-hiked in on the coattails of ‘civilization.’ The gods we have been brainwashed to believe will answer our prayers:

The god of image, whom we believe will bless us with Love if we look the way his propaganda has convinced us we must look; the god of wealth, who has persuaded us our coffers must be swollen and overflowing to afford his blessing of Love; and the god of status, who has fooled us into accepting that without him we are not worthy of Love.

And Love? Love arises of its own accord—unexpectedly, uncontrollably, like the scent of lilacs wafting by on a breeze in spring. We cannot obtain it on demand regardless of our outer beauty or our wealth, and unlike designer chocolates, we cannot order it over the Internet. It is also beyond all name and fame —the most arrogant celebrity cannot write it into her contract. It cannot be earned, bribed or manipulated; even to the most deserving, it comes simply as a Gift.