I love life. I love the air that I breathe. I love every thing that I can see with my eyes. I love every color and every shade that distinguishes the different objects in my view. I love having a home to live in. I love having windows to see. I love having a brain to think, to breathe, to function properly. I love looking up at the sky. I love clouds. I love the blue skies, the crimson dawn, the sun shining on everything it can. I love being able to walk, being able to run. I love thinking, I love reading, I love writing, I love speaking - I love communicating. I love understanding. I love learning and learning how to learn. I love sharing with others. I love helping the less-fortunate. I love helping the more-fortunate. I love helping those who are just like me. I love striving for something worth-while. I love pursuing a goal that also attributes to or converts into a passion. I love believing what I believe, behaving how I behave, and living how I live. I love being grateful for the things I normally overlook. I love crayons. I love the innocence of childhood. I love the growth and development of life. I love the coherence and installation of truths. I love ethics. I love goodness. I love badness. I love ambiguity - the free will and the dire necessity to fathom an action and its repercussions.
I love myself. I love being able to do what I can. I love performing. I love my dog. I love my family. I love my neighborhood. I love my upbringing. I love the people who gave me my rights, who gave me life, and who maintain that it stays that way - I love individuals calling the shots, I love my parents, I love the soldiers. I love ideas; I love my own ideas and the ideas of others. I love communities and collaboration. I love harmony - peace and music, symmetry and balance. I love synchronization, I love oddness and eccentricity. I love justice, I love injustice. I love all the aspects of the world that make it what it is.
I love impurities. I love pure ideals, and I love the concept that they are attainable through effort and steadfast dedication. I love the notion that humans are more than what they are - I love the notion that anything is greater than itself. I love conflict and obstacles that prove to be a great stepping stone in hindsight. I love taking the time to dwell on the past, not for the mistakes I've made, but for the things I've done in the presented circumstances for which I've lived beyond - for what I've learned from.
I love insight. I love wisdom. I love ignorance. I love the uninformed - the "out of the loop". I love the search, the discovery, the doling. I love special moments; the ones shared between friends, amongst families, across communities and worldwide. I love familiar faces; I love complete strangers; I love those whom don't even know I exist. I love those who've gone, those who're yet to come. I love the world for being a splendid place as it is for life to exist and for things to seemingly go all wrong, yet everything is maintaining stability.
I love love. I love people falling in love, I love loving people, I love people who are loved, I love people who need love - people who do not know love. I love every second of the day, every day of the year, every year of my life. I love it all - because it is what keeps me alive. I live to love, love to live, and love living.
Sometimes words just don't justify what you feel and how awesome it actually is.
And, though a picture may not exactly compensate, it is, indeed, worth a thousand words.
". . . to prove to her that she was the only one that will ever have my heart."
Complete Compassion ; Happy Valentine's Day.
You don't need someone to tell you what you already know - you're beautiful, you're handsome, you're gorgeous, you're intelligent, you're magnificent, you're incredible, you're awe-inspiring, you're breath-taking, you're superbly immaculate.
Y o u ` r e y o u .
And there's no one else who could do it better.
If you do have someone, kudos and congratulations. But don't stop the love there. Ensure that all of the individuals in your environment get the love you feel for them safely delivered. After all, you're the only reason why people think of you the way they do. Whether they say it or not, they can possibly love you. All you have to do is be yourself and not be concerned with anything lesser than your attention.
<3 ~ Monty.
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