We can all accept that one such as myself is taking some sort of experimental drugs. That aside, I have this to say:
Love is not a word. That is to say “Love” is a word, but love is not. Though many think so, love is not an action. There are actions in which one may partake to express said love, but love is not a result of these actions, nor are these actions a prerequisite for love. They can exist separately, and quite often do. Love is a feeling. It is an emotion tied so deeply to our souls that we cannot escape it, no matter how hard we try. Love consumes us and it is merciless….It is unforgiving and ruthless. It trusts us too much and we trust it too little, and that is the crusifix on which the paradox is pinned.