There are certain points in our life when we find ourselves learning a new thing that we haven’t discovered after all the years of roaming this world.  In all those points, there are those that remain special to us, and we remember them for the rest of our lives, but there could also be points that are too insignificant as they are left as dusts in the wind, blowing incessantly and without any feelings.

                At a certain point in my life, I learned a new thing called love. Love is one of the earliest things that I’ve discovered in my life, and yet, I still couldn’t understand its complexities as a whole. Love is there even before I was born, and love will be there, even when I’m long gone from this world. But if ever I would get to understand what Love truly is, the answer lies only on our dear fate’s hands.

                Everyone knows that Love is the reason why humans are classified different from animals. It is the reason why everyone cares, or everyone smiles, and, sometimes, even why everyone cries. But then, not everyone knows what love is truly all about.

                If love makes a human being a person, then what is love? If love makes such a difference, then could love move mountains and build bridges? And if God loves Man, then how does He show it, and what’s the difference between God’s Love for Man, and Man’s Love for others and for his God?

                Does love necessarily mean carnal pleasure? Is love only alive when your loved one is still around you? Or is love just a word to denote an immense and incalculable desire for someone or something?

                Is sex a desire? If it is then, is love sex? Science proves to us that sex is a necessary tool for survival. Long before the human brain could develop itself to build guns and paper roses, there was sex. As long there is man, there would be sex.

                It is not limited to humans alone, animals need sex for survival. They may do it in different ways more than one, but the point is, is sex only a means for reproduction? Or is sex, a means to show love?

                Is it possible to love without sex? For example, there’s this texting, or chatting in the internet. People involved in these kinds of technological interactions say that they love the one that they’re texting even though they haven’t even seen each other. Does this prove the saying, “I loved you even before I met you”?

                Perhaps, we could say that love is like desire. You desire the attitude of the one you’re texting, or you desire the way he is texting. But could love be that light if it could separate us from animals?

                Or maybe, you desire that one in your mind. You need not feel the presence of that one, and you form in yourself a perfect picture of that one, having all the qualities you want, walking with you in a beach, and counting all the stars at night, and you love that person in yourself. You, yourself, transform this human being into a transcendent one that you love with all your heart, clinging to every possible tinge of chance that you could be together, but is it right? Doesn’t it simply mean, you’re only ‘loving’ your own self?

                It’s just like the chat room or even in texting: You are not even sure if that person you’re texting is being true to you or not. If love is only a feeling, how would you then recognize love? Does love has its own voice that could speak for itself?

                If so, then could the actions that are said sweet, romantic, and lustful, are the possible reactions of that voice of love that speaks for itself?  But if they are byproducts that love subtly whispers to us, then how are we to picture God’s Love? Are we to presume that God’s Love, too, could be impious?

                Isn’t it a feeling of faith that we are loved by God, Himself? That, just like chatting, we are building in ourselves an emotion that, maybe, doesn’t necessarily speaks in reality? And how ‘bout the love we have for our faithful departed? How do you explain love that is past beyond any physical boundaries, feelings, or even thoughts?

                Every human being experiences his or her own desire; it is a part of our own personal treasure that although as an emotion it can sometimes drive people away, generally speaking, it brings those who are important to us closer.  Too close, that our feelings tend to make them part of our lives, that a mere fraction of a second without their thought in our head, throws our body systems haywire. And this closeness, that maybe can be attributed to love, may be the reason, or one of the reasons, why we continue to still love those we cannot see, feel, or even be together.

                The strongest love is the love that can demonstrate its fragility, since pain is also part of love. At first, it may be unpleasant and demoralizing, but in time, you’ll come to realize that it’s part of the process of feeling good because it only makes us stronger and much more pliable in the end, such that, if you haven’t felt any pain, there would come a time when you’re going to feel a sense of anxiety because there is no pain in the first place, and then you’ll feel incomplete although people might say your love was truly a felicitous love. For this reason, love was undoubtedly one of the things capable of changing a person’s whole life, from one moment to the next: From euphoric ecstasy to desponding despair, and despair usually does the job more quickly. Alas, love is so deep that it is above the understanding of us poor, miserable, and averse human beings.

                But although there are many possible interpretations of love, and each one of them being different from another, at the end of the day, it is up to us to which interpretation we are to bet our faith in. It’s like looking at a menu from a restaurant while we, at the same time, have a catalog of our own preferences—some may pick the bestsellers, while some may settle for an exotic decision. But in the end, you would have to pick what your choice is, or else, you’ll have to go and dine in another place, in that case you have already failed yourself to try and find out what love truly is.

                But as always, bestsellers sell best.  And in my case, I find that, in order for us to understand love, one of the easiest ways in the physical realm is through sex. Sex is not just a means of reproduction or a way to show love. It is the connection between two individuals. It is not limited to a man or a woman. Sex is a feeling that is greater than orgasm. It is a sacred level where all you can feel was heaven in yourself: everything turns white, and you can neither see nor feel anything. The numbness envelops you, and you feel sex.

                It is not true that what the eyes doesn’t see, the heart doesn’t grieve over. I would rather believe that the more a thing becomes far harder for the eyes to see, the more they seem to weigh too much upon our hearts, and it is actually manifested in what people say about a man in his absence, rather than what they say in his presence. It is then love becomes only a mediocre word in every language, but true love, or sex in understanding it, is more than the word: It is the feeling that needs to be tapped in order for someone to realize its true meaning. If love was the word, then sex is the language of the soul.

                It doesn’t mean that in order to understand it, we must have sex all the time, we must also think of our poor country’s population.  People should not think of sex as some kind of a drug in order to escape reality, to forget problems, to relax, or just something they can or have to do when they have nothing else to do. And if it is a drug, like all other drugs, it’s harmful when we overdose ourselves with it. If you love another person, you don’t depend on the sex act in order to feel good. As the meaning of love is too complex to understand, we may or we may not realize it till our end, however, when all’s said and done, love’s true meaning could only come to us, and never could we, even for an inch, come close to it, definitely.

                Everything is important; it’s not only all about sex. If you live your life intensely, you experience pleasure all the time and don’t feel the need for sex. When you have sex, it’s out of a sense of abundance, because the glass of wine is so full that it overflows naturally, because it is inevitable, because you are responding to the call of life, because at that moment, and only at that moment, you have allowed yourself to lose control.

                Everyone knows how to love, because we are all born with that gift. Some people have a natural talent for it, but the majority of us have to re-learn, to remember how to love, and everyone, without exception, needs to burn on the bonfire of past emotions, to relive certain joys and miseries, certain ups and downs, until they can see the connecting thread that exists behind each new encounter, each new point in our lives; because there is, always, a connecting thread.

                And then, our bodies will learn to speak the language of the soul, known as sex.

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