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Perosa
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Love is . . .

The common link between all peoples of the world. From Osrona to Achyon there exists not a person who hasn't heard the term, not a child who can't imagine the sensation regardless of the neglect of their parents. Even those in a life without love can know the fleeting moment, when their pathetic eyes look towards the first speck of kindness offered to them. Isn't that something beautiful? In a way, love is extended to everyone that ever was and ever shall be. That's not to say that everyone will feel the same sort of thing. Actually, quite the opposite. Love is a finite sensation, did you know? There's only so much that you can give until you dilute it to the point of worthlessness. Ask anybody born with a sibling; how did it change when the next baby showed up? The attention of the parents was split. Love divided. Though a lot of people would refuse to say it, the love that they show is prioritized. It's only natural, since we've proven love is finite, isn't it? There are those heroes that claim to love everyone, but their colors will show when it's somebody close to them. This is repeated in history time and again. This concept of 'prioritizing love', it's similar to tending to a garden. You make sure that your prizes roses are taken care of first, don't you? After that you can do the vines and the lillies, then the vegetables. It's not merely preference. The vegetables are hardy, they're used to waiting. In this way it's obvious, isn't it? There are people who are used to receiving limited love. Ah, isn't that sad? Actually, thinking about it, it's not that bad. If you've known little love your entire life, then when you finally break open the pinata and unveil somebody who's truly into you, isn't that the most amazing feeling? Ah, love is not just about quantity, but quality. Imagine the fleeting whim of some academy whore with her first crush. Her heart is pounding, pulse racing. Everything in her mind is screaming that this is it; this is pure love! It's a profound and genuine sensation, I won't deny. But isn't love like that the most worthless thing of all? How long can a relationship like that last? They'll break up over homework or cheating or just get bored. The love of a young teenager, it's something overwhelming yet brittle, it's ultimately worthless, isn't it? So when I evaluate love it's not just about how strong it is, it's about resilience as well. Since love is something that can be measured like this, then can we say that there is a peak to the sensation? If love is both finite and differing in strength and quality, then where can we find the most of it? Of course, my love is boundless, extending out towards every creature. Is that hypocritical- I'm sure you're wondering. No! Surely you've been reading. Though I love every creature, some only deserve grains of sand while others are given my whole hearted attention. One day I'll become a being that can love everybody equally, but that day is not today. Why do I want to do such a thing? It's simple. When I love everybody, then their love will reflect on me in turn. How can you not love someone that loves you so purely? All eyes will turn on me. If we think back to the roses, I would be the award winning flower standing out in the garden. Everything around me is illuminated by me, even if it's dead. It doesn't matter if all the other roses wilt and die. As long as rain and sun falls on me, the competition will be won. In this way all the love given to me won't be wasted. Conversely any love given to those roses around me doomed to wilt is completely wasted. It should make sense if you think about it for more than a second. All the love in the world should be mine to monopolize, but in exchange? I'll love every creature in return. This love of mine is a smothering mothers embrace. As long as I'm with you, there's nothing you need to fear. As long as my eyes are turned to you, then it doesn't matter if your heart is cold, or shriveled. Whether you're the purest saint or a wicked villain, my love can be shared equally between the entire world. That's my goal. I don't care if you've saved your city or if you've burned down your home village. As long as you can look at me and love me, then I can love you in return. Isn't that the sweetest thing that you can imagine? Ah, True Love.


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Perosa - by Oyster. - 02-03-2021, 03:12 PM
RE: Perosa - by Oyster. - 02-04-2021, 04:06 AM
RE: Perosa - by Oyster. - 02-08-2021, 12:41 PM
RE: Perosa - by Oyster. - 02-21-2021, 12:48 PM
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