Love ends.
Does this sound like the grandfather's paradox?
It does to me because I think Love never ends and neither is hate it's opposite.
We hurt, we cheat, get cheated, lie, say truths, sacrifice or not sacrifice, build us temples and all this once we stumble upon love, once we do, we look or don't look for values, flowers and springs and rings.
Everything that we do, we do after discovering love, so can we go back in time when the love never came into being, but if we did that why would we go back as the love never existed till it came into being.
Love always brings us to a point where we say to ourself we need to do more and there are physical changes that makes us realize us our vulnerability.
So does Love END?
Does this sound like the grandfather's paradox?
It does to me because I think Love never ends and neither is hate it's opposite.
We hurt, we cheat, get cheated, lie, say truths, sacrifice or not sacrifice, build us temples and all this once we stumble upon love, once we do, we look or don't look for values, flowers and springs and rings.
Everything that we do, we do after discovering love, so can we go back in time when the love never came into being, but if we did that why would we go back as the love never existed till it came into being.
Love always brings us to a point where we say to ourself we need to do more and there are physical changes that makes us realize us our vulnerability.
So does Love END?
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