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Love? So they say, it can make the heart soar with the birds in flight or sore like you've been hit by a truck.

I found much interest in a post mentioning a young boy with a crush on his sister's boyfriend. What insight! I applaud the author. And the many wonderful postings here.

However, let us look at "Love". What is it? To some it is a knight in shiny armor that comes to wish them away. To others a spouse belittles and beats them. Why? Because either they have been raised in a violent household themselves, and recognize this as being a "part" of Love. Or because, finally in their life, someone is paying them some attention.

Remarkable. The different beliefs in what is Love.
I shall tell you what is this thing called "Love". What is Loves truth.
Moreover, what this Love is not.

Most associate "Love" with "Sex". Sex can be, but is not always, a physical manifestation of "Love". Sex is more an addiction to immediate gratification. In addition, many live their lives and loves with hearts torn asunder, but have a lot of sex anyway. Never Understanding where they have gone astray.

In fact, sharing an ice cream cone can be, but is not always, a physical manifestation of Love. Giving another a gift? Same thing.
All of these depend entirely upon the "Motivation" behind them.

"Love" at its very base, is nothing more or anything less than total "Acceptance" of another. For their virtues and for their faults.
All of the things we consider "wrong" or "bad" can even be physical manifestations of misguided Love. Usually when the ego takes control of what is called the "soul" for the "soul" communicates through the "heart" not the mind. The mind can control the "soul" if allowed to do so. It is called "ego", "selfishness".
Two people, who have sex for the sake of having sex, are simply attempting to "feed off one another's "soul".

Jealousy comes from the ego; the bashing of others comes from the ego.
A short anecdote here. My grandfather was a very mean alcoholic who often came home drunk and beat my grandmother. Then, after one such night, my grandfather fell into his drunken sleep. There were no "fitted sheets" back in those days. My grandmother went into the bedroom and tightly tied my drunken grandfather into the sheets.
Then she mercilessly beat him with a broom.
Still he came home drunk but he never beat her again.

We often do get "crushes" on others. These usually guided by outward appearance, sometimes by Charisma. What to do. Most of us, I am sure, are much too

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