Why, do people love?

Originally posted by Rank outsider

watts knot two luv~

Originally posted by Grampy Bobby
Stylistic differences trump cookie cutter sameness at most all tables beyond the city limits

of Reno and Las Vegas. If false, we might as well all wear identical clothing and avatars.
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But if you desire to be understood, you should make an effort to speak the same language in the commonly accepted formats.

You can be "stylistic" all you want, but if no one understands you, or they focus on the grammatical errors over your substance, then what's the point?

Originally posted by Grampy Bobby
Stylistic differences trump cookie cutter sameness at most all tables beyond the city limits of Reno and Las Vegas. If false, we might as well all wear identical clothing and avatars.

It's not a "stylistic difference". It is a punctuation error. Using commas correctly has absolutely nothing to do with wearing "identical clothing".

Food?
Because it tastes good.
Sex?
Because it feels good.
Pets?
Because it's unconditional.
Life?
Because you only go around once (well some think so anyway).

Originally posted by Suzianne
But if you desire to be understood, you should make an effort to speak the same language in the commonly accepted formats.

You can be "stylistic" all you want, but if no one understands you, or they focus on the grammatical errors over your substance, then what's the point?

"Why, do people exhibit indifference?" (implies an object or recipient of the direct question, i.e., the reader)

"Why do people exhibit indifference?" (may imply the same, though less forcefully and might be taken
as a question the speaker if asking of himself)

[Please see reply, moments ago, to Kewpie in 'Why do people exhibit differences?']
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Originally posted by FMF
It's not a "stylistic difference". It is a punctuation error. Using commas correctly has absolutely nothing to do with wearing "identical clothing".

Okay Boss

Originally posted by Grampy Bobby
[b]Why, do people love?

When love beckons to you, follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
And when he speaks to you believe in him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams
as the north wind lays waste the garden.

For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.
Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,
So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.

Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.
He threshes you to make you naked.
He sifts you to free you from your husks.
He grinds you to whiteness.
He kneads you until you are pliant;
And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast.

All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life's heart.

But if in your fear you would seek only love's peace and love's pleasure,
Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love's threshing-floor,
Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears.
Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.
Love possesses not nor would it be possessed;
For love is sufficient unto love.

When you love you should not say, "God is in my heart," but rather, "I am in the heart of God."
And think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.

Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.

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http://www.katsandogz.com/onlove.html

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Kahlil Gibran... on Love.

Do you have difficulty with these words, that explain why people love?

-m.

Humans are a mystery.

They are the most intelligent beings on the planet
and yet they can be stupid and aggressive and the most destructive.

The are the most belligerent beings on the planet and yet
they desire to live in social groupings, like couples or families.

I think it all boils down to acceptance.

We want to be accepted, be that in work or love.

Acceptance means everything to us humans.

It promises success and status.

Without acceptance you have no success and no prestige and no love.

Without acceptance you are an outcast and humans want to be accepted.

No one wants to be an outcast.

Originally posted by johnnylongwoody
Humans are a mystery.

They are the most intelligent beings on the planet
and yet they can be stupid and aggressive and the most destructive.

The are the most belligerent beings on the planet and yet
they desire to live in social groupings, like couples or families.

I think it all boils down to acceptance.

We want to be accepted, be tha ...[text shortened]... acceptance you are an outcast and humans want to be accepted.

No one wants to be an outcast.

I think you're right about acceptance and our need to be part of something. And being in love feels so good (as we all know) - it's being chosen exclusively and being recognized by one very special person. It may not always have a happy ending but it's worth it...

Originally posted by lolof
I think you're right about acceptance and our need to be part of something. And being in love feels so good (as we all know) - it's being chosen exclusively and being recognized by one very special person. It may not always have a happy ending but it's worth it...

Tell me about it.

I was divorced on January 23 2013.


I'm a free man now yipeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Only cost me 600 euro yipeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Becuase I did it all myself yipeeeeeeeeeeeee

No solicitor, no barrister yipeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

My 2 daughters 21 and 18 love me and hate her yipeeeeeeeeeeeee.


Time for a nice bottle of wine..yipeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.


Did I mention something about being accepted???????

Originally posted by mikelom
When love beckons to you, follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep...

Love is a dude? Not that there is anything wrong with that.

Originally posted by johnnylongwoody
Humans are a mystery.

They are the most intelligent beings on the planet
and yet they can be stupid and aggressive and the most destructive.

The are the most belligerent beings on the planet and yet
they desire to live in social groupings, like couples or families.

I think it all boils down to acceptance.

We want to be accepted, be tha ...[text shortened]... acceptance you are an outcast and humans want to be accepted.

No one wants to be an outcast.

The jails are full with outcasts! 😛

Originally posted by apathist
Love is a dude? Not that there is anything wrong with that.

You need to read more literature, then you'd understand that Gibran's words were not pertaining to such.

Poor show, my man. (or woman , or it?) 😛

-m.

Originally posted by Very Rusty
The jails are full with outcasts! 😛

Well they won't be lonely then.