Finally another post from Mr.Shawn.... Well today after having an early morning chat with a friend.. i've decided to blog about life and what its all about.... thou i'm nowhere near to figuring it out as i am still puzzled by its vast challenges and mysteries not to mentioned some of the gifts of lifes... Ermm gifts of lifes? what can that be? the 1st thing that pops into my head is that which pops out of a woman.. a baby.. what are the gifts of life?
i tink that the hardest thing to do in life is to love oneself.. its easy to love others.. but i tink its hardest to love yourself. Would you have need for a relationship with the opposite sex if you can answer your own emotional needs? i think that we seek love from others because we cannot answer to ourselves and that if you can't love yourself how can you receive or give what you do not possess...Do you have the courage to face yourself? to look yourself in teh mirror and love yourself?
i think its hard.. Even what you may say as love becomes ultimately corrupt.... as given by a post from a fellow blogger..
Selfishness in love’s clothing
What we call love is ultimately just selfishness. It is mere chemistry and biology. We see a partner, we think they are attractive, and our body calls for us to reproduce, but wait!
That is too crude. We must have rituals, games, courtship. One must chase, the other must run. We must pick the best mate out of those available. And so the whole game has developed. But at its core, it is just a biological urge, dressed up nicely.
Sometimes, love is about reputation. How good they make you look in front of your friends. How good they make you feel. What they can do for you. How much they earn. Familial love is often seen as purer, and that is true, but often it is just as contaminated.
Other times, love becomes a knife held at their throat. Your father has to provide for you; your mother has to buy you a car; your girlfriend has to sleep with you; your boyfriend has to buy you a ring. Because of that one word, that one corruption.
i took this off wikipedia..
John Major has his own idiosyncratic definition of love.
According to this version, the best sort of relationship involves both pints of beer and sex; a suboptimal relationship has only beer or sex; but love is what is left in the relationship once beer and sex are removed.
Haha great so show me the bed and i'll bring the beers..
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