Rae-Rae

All In a Day's Work
2002-06-25 03:27:02 (UTC)

Meet Joe Black

Is life's purpose to love? I mean, is that what we are
truely here for and have we not lived if we have not loved?
It's funny to me because I cannot imagine--scratch that--I
can imagine, but cannot truely fathom ever having that one
great love that conquers it all and makes everything else
in life so trivial. I wonder if this fantasy love really
exists at all.

If it does exist, what if I never find it? What if I found
it and yet, unaware, let it go? It would be a pure tragedy
to think these things happen. Yet, they must. There are
many many unhappy people in the world, many people void of
love. All these people have no purpose to their lives then?
I could end up being one of these people? Yet, if I am one
of the chosen to never love, then I suppose it is my
destiny to never do so and therefore, my purpose.

If the great love theory does not exsist, this saddens me
even more. I truely want to believe that it is all just
magic and fate. The right person, the right time, the right
everything. Wanting so very much to believe this causes me
(and many wanting the same) to search endlessly for
something that might not exist. Dwindling away time and
suffering heartache that could have all been avoided had we
just accepted the fact that our purpose on Earth stretches
further than love.

Love is an endless game of chance. Frustrating and moving,
it's a game I ironically live to play.

Watch "Meet Joe Black" ---good film indeed!

Rae-Rae




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