Does someone know what it means to feel the love? Not
just to sense euphoria increased hundredfold libido and raised self-esteem –
all these are attendant symptoms of fever. But where is a main part of this composition?
Maybe, I’m digging deep trying to get to the bottom of things, clue to which is
somewhere within each of us. But is any heart is a fruitful ground for such
feelings? Sometimes I’m in some doubt about my ability of feeling the whole
spectrum of those emotions, which, I suppose, the others can feel without any
efforts. Someone can in one glance recognize if this person is “its” or not.
But me is always stirring in my own emotions and life situations as a dung-beetle.
And I’m stuck in the bog of emotions. I'd like to forget how to think, and,
instead, learn to listen to my heart, to understand its silence and screams.
People are not the same but why the Lord gives one, at the same time taking
away something from others. Perhaps it is unfair. But life - it's not a game
with a "repeat the mission” button. We have to live once. And we need to
deal with ours shit, fortunately or unfortunately, only once too.
