There are many variations as to what love is, or what the
meaning of love is. Some say love is not even real, that it is just a reaction
among hormones occurring inside of the human body. Some say love is close to magic,
because it is one of the only things that make your head spin and butterflies erupt
in your stomach in a pleasant way. Love is universal, which is something that
really fascinates me, because I know that everywhere in the world, there is
love. In every corner of the universe, you will find evidence of love’s
influence. The mere thought of having the same magical feeling deep in the
center of your heart as another in another country where the culture is
completely different and language foreign is magnificent. Every ethnicity,
gender, religion, sexuality: we are all united by love. So why are there still enormous
problems in the world, such as mass genocide or religious persecution? It is because although love may be fascinating and magical in and of itself, it is
also a harbinger of pain. Pain and love are so intertwined with one another
that it can be hard to tell which one is dominant. There are cases where one person may love
another, but the other person may be completely oblivious, or worse,
indifferent and the love unrequited. The love of different idols or gods has
started wars and pain has befallen both sides of the conflict. However, love is not always painful. This is clear when you see a couple celebrating their fiftieth
anniversary, worn down hands clasped and eyes sparkling, or in a newlywed
couple, smiles bright and faces glowing with joy and pride. Love may often be laced
with the vile poisons that are pain and hatred, but is still a mysteriously
magical creation of some higher power, no matter what or who you believe in.
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