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UNCONDITIONAL vrs CONDITIONAL

I t isn’t easy to state with accurate precision what love is; I don’t think any one person has succeeded in exhausting love in a description because it is just that- indescribable. But that doesn’t mean people haven’t tried. Bernard Shaw said that love was the most misused and misunderstood word in our vocabulary. I agree. How would you define love? Here are a collection of love definitions from sources I cannot recollect at this time. -          Love is a state of perpetual anesthesia. -          Love is a grave mental disease. -          Love is a fiend, a fire, a heaven, a hell, where pleasure, pain and sad repentance dwell. -          Love is a folly of the mind, an unquenchable fire, a hunger without surfeit, a sweet delight, a pleasing madness, a labour without repose and repose without labour. -          Love is a feeling you feel when you feel you are going to get a feeling you never felt before. -          To love someone is not just a strong feeling- it is a decisi

The World is Mine

As I sat in the bus today I saw a girl with golden hair I sighed and wished I were as fair Then I saw her hobble down the stairs to leave Oh God, forgive me when I whine I have two legs; the world is mine In town I entered a shop to buy some candy The guy who sold them had such charm It didn’t hurt to chat a little When I turned to leave I heard him say It was nice to speak to someone like you. You see, I’m blind Oh God, forgive me when I whine I have two eyes; the world is mine Down the road I saw a group of boys playing soccer And a boy, he stood aside with eyes so blue Little boy, I asked. Don’t you want to play too? He glanced at me and turned away, looking unseeingly into space Then I realized he was deaf; he couldn’t hear me Oh God, forgive me when I whine I have two ears; the world is mine By the road sat a man, designer shirt and Italian shoes, Feet dangling in the gutter, scratching his head Writing in the sand murmuring to

Where's the Line (2)

Hello there! We are still trying to determine where the line is between rape and sex, where something that should be beautiful turns ugly. We created a scenario for the guys where we saw a girl in compromising situation with you, her boyfriend. You had been kissing and caressing and she wanted to stop but you wanted more. So you try to get what you want and next thing you hear is her scream. Next thing you hear is her scream and it’s from deep inside her, soul wrenching and piercing and it makes you stop. But not for long. You begin to move slowly, thinking the best is yet to come and she’s gonna love this by time you’re done and hell, even thank you for not listening to her.  Let’s say after that scream she just lies there, not fighting you anymore. And tears run down the ends of her eyes a while after that. But you, you’re too busy gratifying yourself to notice. And slowly the silent tears become audible. By that time you’re done with…whatever. Soon she’s shaking violent

Where's the Line?

Today I just wanna touch on an issue that may or may not be sensitive, depending on the way you look at it. And I want you to share with me as well. What would you call rape and how would you define sex? How different are they from each other? Let’s create a scenario for the guys. Say you meet up with your girlfriend whom you haven’t seen in a while. You are really looking forward to meeting her. So meet after work, do dinner and go to your place afterwards. It isn’t too late and she’ll leave in a couple of hours. At your place you guys get cozy with some kisses and caresses and cuddles… just delighting in being together again. You’re getting your groove on and want more. Then your girlfriend stops you; she enjoys the cuddling but she doesn’t want to go further (she doesn’t spell it out, though). Now she’s turned off. You try to get her in the mood but it isn’t working. She doesn’t want this. You try again, without words and her actions respond no to you. Then you try persuasio