make more love

I love you all.

Stop talking about love. Every asshole in the world say he loves somebody. It means nothing. What you feel only matters to you. It what you do to the people you say you love, thats what matters. Its the only thing that counts.

Since I don’t know who you all are I’ll just hope all of you my subscribers get to read this.

I love you.

I love you. Yes you. Stop looking left to right like I’m talking about someone else. ITS YOU! I love each and every person I meet. Don’t get me wrong I can hate you just as easily too. But I try to love you. ALL of you. I love everyone who cheers me on here. I love all the comments I get. I love my secret subscribers. I love the world. I love life. I love absolutely all that there is. And it hurts. It causes me pain to love that much. It hurts because I know that that kind of unconditional love is extremely rare and even more rarely expressed. So I’ll never feel the world love me back. I’ll have individuals who love me. Unique, spectacular, and wonderful beings who return the love I give with even more affection added in. Thank you. To those few, Thank you. I know I said it hurts to love so much. It hurts more to hide it. Imagine trying to hide the moon in your cheek next to your teeth. Yeah, ouch, thats the kinda pain that comes from hiding love. That comes from hiding any love. The love between lovers, between friends, families, strangers, enemys. Hide your love and you are going to hurt yourself. Expose your love and others will hurt you. Pain is coming either way, wouldn’t you rather endure it knowing you loved as much as you could as often as you could as many beings as you could as many ways as you could. Or, would you rather hide the love you feel, and endure the pain alone. don’t get me wrong again. I feel lonely as hell. But I know even now, by writing this, by exposing my love, I will receive message of affection from new friends, hidden strangers, and friends I have yet to know. And thats the reason to do it. Thats the reason to hug the world. Thats the reason to smile to all you see. Most will ignore you. But there will be a few, or maybe only one, who return your smile. And even the ones who choose not to smile back, they may not have returned your act of affection, but that doesn’t mean that isn’t exactly what they needed at that exact moment. If I can spread one message across 43Things, across the internet, across the world, into the cosmos, it would be… to love. Fuck to be. To love. Thats the reason you’re here. To Love. Stop reading this. Write an email to an old friend and tell them you remember the time you spent together, call an old flame and tell them you still imagine your life with them sometimes, call your mother and tell her you’re thankful for every moment she made you hug her, go to the love of your life and tell them that your life began when you woke up in their arms, tell that stranger in the bookstore you’re glad you spent the few moments together looking for just the right book, tell your 43things buddies and your blogger friends and your myspace people that your happy they want to know you. tell everyone you can possibly think of how much you appreciate exactly what they are to and for you. tell these people these things without expectation of reciprocation. you don’t want to be disappointed when they don’t. Be joyful, kvell, celebrate, and sing because you brightened someones day, week, month, life, eternity. Someone out there is waiting to hear from you that you love them. stop making them wait for it. tell them. Love them. Love each other. Love everyone you can, even if you don’t like them.

I want to try and spread as much love and caring throughout the world as I can. I want to try and make everyone feel the way people in new love feel. I want to bring that into someones life everyday.