As of March 27 2009
Its funny how the world works out.Actually thats phrases wrong,Its funny how life works out.There are so many aspects of it that are so questionable, that make you wonder.Some aspects; love, relationships, heartbreaks.Where do those come from anyways. Its not actually - technecly- your heart that genereates these feelings, because after all, your heart pumps blood not emotions. But its the brain that is really a mystery. It seems that the emotions generated by your brain, that ones that make your heart beat faster, the ones that make a river appear down your cheeks, the ones that make your face a bit redder, can either make you or break you.why?There are so many questions about life, that make a heartbreak worse.Love can be an amazing feeling, it can spin your world right around, give you something to look forwards to, or someone. But when thats all over, why does our brain break us? Its not the person who hurts us in the first place, its our soul.This is why life is so funny. What is with our emotions and where do they come from? why give us the option, the chance or risk to be hurt mentaly. What is it, that whatever or whoever created us, that made us the special ones who experience the miricales and downfalls of emotions. Love can be amazing but it always ends in heartbreak. So why give us these emotions to deal with? what is the advantage? some say to enjoy life while we have it. but if we had no emotions, would we know if we were enjoying it or not and would it even matter? Love is useless in this sense. If we can make love with out actually being in love then whats the point? Why waste time thinking about that one person, wanting to be with them always and caring for them when in turn, the next day, the next hour or the next minutes, it could all be over with in a second?The experience was was great, But whats the experience going to give, another preparation for another "brain break". And when thats over, you've given up on love, whats left?Life works in interesting ways. Life is here to waste time and is love.But waste it to its fullest.
Thursday, October 1, 2009
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