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When I clocked 20, I single handedly learnt a great lesson; love is not blind. Humans allow themselves to be blinded by an emotion they refer to as love. And in my musings, I know also that we have tagged love what it’s not. Sound familiar yet?  Love isn’t just an emotion; it is a way of life. How did I learn? By the simplest gestures of daily living that didn’t necessary have any sexual expectations or demand a return for a good turn. Like an heartily cheer, a warm smile, protective arms, an extra mile, deep concern, eyes that don’t lie - That is pure, untainted love.
Maybe you didn’t know, or maybe do, but I’ll tell, the heart and mind has eyes. The Mind’s eye is a gateway into your conscience and we know that so many have consciously gouged out those pair. In the same vein, the mind’s eye is a mirror into all that you are and will ever be (a God factor if you like). When the mind is wrong, bruv, you might be totally fucked.
The heart in our opinion houses love when indeed love is fused into every aspect of our being. Naturally then, by our own very selves, we determine the kind of love we get and the kind we give. Without sword or grenade, we kill the next person. Is it totally necessary to lay claims on a part of life that we don’t fully understand until it is felt? Man to man variance won’t let us be, so we massage our egos instead. And at each turn, fate deals us the card of life, because we often forget; “what goes around, comes around” – bad karma aside.


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