A day of love. A day to that special someone that makes your body whimper dedicated to move your thoughts with others, and your heart flutter with freedom. It is a day for love.
All we need is love, and here comes the 14th February, Valentine's Day. And of course, love is the last thing on the minds of men. This may sound crazy, but to stop a second and look at the world as a whole. Look not only at our western society, with its "Agenda deep into the swamps of consumerism, what purses andsticky with humidity and sweaty palms of consumers with the disease, but to the whole world of living revolving. Yes, that's the truth behind the Valentine's Day celebrated by a few great souls, while the rest of her life as a day for the purchase of another twenty-four hours in the world economy.
Now this might sound like The Grinch manifesto for a different holiday, but it is not. I promise. Instead, it is a detailed look at the inside and the outside of the day of lovers.
Love At TheCounter
The day before Valentine's Day I was in Whole Foods Market, just that ... am looking for my lover and me. She was on my mind-the way her body whimpers as her spirit rests in me to beat the feeling of her heart-skipping. And also, my own love for her. Then Checkout. I had the necessary products in their hands. There were strawberries, chocolate, roasted almonds, pears and cheese (all organic). A bouquet of stargazer and a bottle of Cabernet. I was happy. I have donewell.
The cashier I swung my goods through the scanner. He weighed the most. He checked the prices. And then he put his nose in the flowers and inhaled. He made me not to, but he saw his staff, the bagger. "Today is Valentine's Day?" The man asked.
The Bagger watched with ambivalence stretched across his forehead. "Today?" No man, "he answered objectively and soberly. "Tomorrow."
"Ah," said my cash when he gave me the bouquet of stargazer. "Another holidayleft to lose. "
Well, that was me. I have a picture of me behind the black Whole Foods apron, ready and able to ring-up and checkout customers. It was a picture of me before I was in love.
Giggling, I heard the conversation: Valentine's Day is one of these days in-between the holidays. There are people the reason to buy and spend. Chocolate, flowers, food and wine. What's the point? Of course, not a lover you have? No, I do not. I have thereforedid not even know tomorrow, Valentine's Day. I'll save my money and spend it where it matters. But not the love of a role?
It was fascinating, the conversation betwixt cash and dredging and I wanted to put my two cents (Unfortunately, I had put in more than that). But the line that are supported, as I just love the products packed in my backpack. Is not love a role? I asked myself.
Purchased Manifesto
Consider this manifesto of love and Valentine's Day like anywhimper another day a perfect day in love, believe in love and feeling in love. Love is not encapsulated within a singular day. Love is everywhere, and made all things. And those who deny this explanation is a mistake a big part of being human. For example, Saudi Arabia defies all red. Suppose a man is walking down the street with an arrangement of roses. And they are red. What will happen? How can you prevent someone or something to love others? Heterosexual, homosexual,bisexual ... Is not love a role?
Well, I do not claim the Arab world celebrates Valentine's Day. I have no idea. There is only one days in a year of 365.2422. So, this is the day to celebrate a lover in Medina and Riyadh? And it is red?
And again one day is the day of love, lovers, and love, the U.S. government welcomed the death of the leader of Hezbollah, Imad Mughniyeh. This is not love, my fellow citizens ... Valentine's Day, was missed. No, I correctme: Every day has been missed in this case.
On another level of world politics and news, Steven Spielberg goes through his position as a consultant for the Olympic Games in Beijing to China's ties with the genocide in Darfur. New York Times, Spielberg with the words "My conscience forbids me, with business as usual, cites" more. "This is a business man with a lot of love in his heart. Mine skips a beat. Is yours?
A Love Not Sold
Every day is a day of love, andnot one day should be isolated from the human love experience with others. In all actions, all thoughts, words and sentiments, the presence of love transforms not only lives, but also benefits the world and bring the world beyond this small planet, we are at home. Begging from suicide bombings to be based on individual decisions immoral facts about families and children are starving, we have a responsibility to conduct themselves and us of our human family for all ordinary and extraordinary acts of aService of love. Valentine did not, or hug your loved ones and embrace your enemies. Love is the make-up experience from day to day, so embrace that feeling in all things.
On 14 February 2008, many do not have the opportunity to present with her lover (s). I will be one of them. I will not be able to see and hear her in the eye, or, they whisper in my ear. I do not have the opportunity to lament, in order to relax and unwind at their side, or feel my heart flutter with their friends. But from a combination ofDear unseen by the naked eye I'll be in love with her when I was in my co-workers and customers for the service will be. I'm going to love this Valentine's Day, as I was yesterday before the love and the days and those before. Valentine's Day is not just a holiday for lovers, but only one more day to get with the love of freedom of expression.
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