Absence is actually a powerful thing. It can either make a person long for that which is absent, or it can also eradicate that longing in given time.

What makes absence hurtful is when the longed for never shows signs of yearning. When both ends, or even one of them, become exceedingly impatient. It definitely pains one person to feel as if the other doesn't care. Maybe, it's because the the negative effect of absence had made its impact on that person.

But what makes absence beautiful is when both ends have long been missing each other and been wanting to see one another. It is beautiful when both ends learn that patience, understanding, and faith will factor the sweetness of their reunion.

We are often confronted with the question, "What makes lust different from Love?". I'm talking about romantic Love here. The automatic answer would be something like, "Lust is a mere strong desire for physical gratification, and Love is something transcendent."

Something transcendent. That's a bit imprecise.

Love is transcendent. How is it transcendent? What does transcendence even mean?

Transcendence -- Excellence, perfection, supremacy ... Beyond the limits of experience.

Love is when you take out the physical gratification of sex and carnal affection, and it still is Love. Love is when the accidents change, and it still is Love because of the unchanging substance.

But the very thing that separates Love from lust is the use of reason. Reasoning that makes us beings transcendent.

Love, above all things, is a choice that we make freely. A choice that is made using reason. It is not a uncontrollable urge, that's lust. Lust is incontinence, Love is not.

Last night, texts were going around talking about how an IEP student had gone missing and the last message received from her read, "help me help me". Apparently, there were policemen outside ua&p until around eleven and everybody close to her was relentless in the search.

Removed of the story's factual accuracy and how the fiasco came to a conclusion, there is one thing that I have learned from this whole thing.

The fear of loss affects us so profoundly. More than we care to give attention to.

I didn't know this person personally, but I was afraid for her.

Given that, how much more in the case of her parents? Her friends?

My point? If you truly care about somebody, fear of loss is absolutely natural and should not be fought. If there was no fear for the loss of that eco student, where would she be now? Who knows.

Either way, the fear isn't necessarily a bad thing.

It is because of this fear that we don't let go.

Absence is actually a powerful thing. It can either make a person long for that which is absent, or it can also eradicate that longing in given time.

What makes absence hurtful is when the longed for never shows signs of yearning. When both ends, or even one of them, become exceedingly impatient. It definitely pains one person to feel as if the other doesn't care. Maybe, it's because the the negative effect of absence had made its impact on that person.

But what makes absence beautiful is when both ends have long been missing each other and been wanting to see one another. It is beautiful when both ends learn that patience, understanding, and faith will factor the sweetness of their reunion.

We are often confronted with the question, "What makes lust different from Love?". I'm talking about romantic Love here. The automatic answer would be something like, "Lust is a mere strong desire for physical gratification, and Love is something transcendent."

Something transcendent. That's a bit imprecise.

Love is transcendent. How is it transcendent? What does transcendence even mean?

Transcendence -- Excellence, perfection, supremacy ... Beyond the limits of experience.

Love is when you take out the physical gratification of sex and carnal affection, and it still is Love. Love is when the accidents change, and it still is Love because of the unchanging substance.

But the very thing that separates Love from lust is the use of reason. Reasoning that makes us beings transcendent.

Love, above all things, is a choice that we make freely. A choice that is made using reason. It is not a uncontrollable urge, that's lust. Lust is incontinence, Love is not.

Last night, texts were going around talking about how an IEP student had gone missing and the last message received from her read, "help me help me". Apparently, there were policemen outside ua&p until around eleven and everybody close to her was relentless in the search.

Removed of the story's factual accuracy and how the fiasco came to a conclusion, there is one thing that I have learned from this whole thing.

The fear of loss affects us so profoundly. More than we care to give attention to.

I didn't know this person personally, but I was afraid for her.

Given that, how much more in the case of her parents? Her friends?

My point? If you truly care about somebody, fear of loss is absolutely natural and should not be fought. If there was no fear for the loss of that eco student, where would she be now? Who knows.

Either way, the fear isn't necessarily a bad thing.

It is because of this fear that we don't let go.

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