Like any other drug, LOVE begins from a bit of foolishness and an abundance of curiosity. It’s raw form isn’t made in labs or grown in the third world countries on farms, lacking natural resources and civility. The byproducts aren’t sold for profit; although, the fundamental substance, has been documented by apostles and prophets. It’s the essence of God, unable to be administered intravenously or snorted through your nostrils, no over dose in prescription pills or bartenders giving you shots filled…this substance is consumed through the eyes of men and in between the ears of women. Fathers once explained this phenomenon to their sons through short poetic stories of the birds and the bees, stinging and piercing hearts for eternity, it’s Cupid’s Revenge.
The same thing players and ladies men are warned about whenever they find that “One”. It is the same thing as mothers tell their daughters of their high school sweetheart or how their fathers once were….LOVE. The worst of tyrants have felt its high. Even Hitler had experienced its bliss and serenity in the midst of his demise. And no, this isn’t the love parents should exhibit to their children. This isn’t a natural characteristic you expect all human beings to be inclined to produce. This is LOVE, the “in-love”, the volatile concoction of emotions and ill-logic, what pimp’s exploit and people become equivalent to heroin addicts wonder will they ever get to feel so high as they once did, searching.
The world is full of addicts looking for LOVE; you can’t find it on corners, but too many believe you can find it in clubs under strobe lights, speed dates, or through social lines of communication. Match.com nor facebook.com does not know your soul mate. LOVE at first sights, are usually just mistakes in identity, but hopeless romantics won’t agree to follow logic and common sense, but are more inclined to walk blindly behind fantasies.
WELCOME to Lovers Anonymous. My name is JERK and I’m an addict….