08-03-2019, 03:10 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-03-2019, 03:11 PM by AnthroHeart.)
(08-02-2019, 09:28 AM)Glow Wrote: I’m not sure it is that simple.I have a long way to go in my love of Flim, a yellow fox alien anthro. When he lies beside me in the astral or touches me, I get goosebumps. I cry at the love. But it isn't yet feeling creator in him.
I found a new love when I fell really hard and had my dark night of the soul follow.
That new love basically was a recognition, literally seeing the creator in them, in that way it opens your heart to this nonstop passionate flow of gratitude and like the creator desires to experience itself, you desire to experience the creator. The beloved within another.
It isn’t going away or losing any of the excitement or passion. I guess one could suppress it with pain/fear that goes with any desire to experience anything but beneath it all no matter what that passion in there. Love to me is underneath, and then becomes a verb when you chose to express it.
The storey above Foah tells makes sense though we feel great love then a part of them disappoints. Everyone will disappoint, perfection isn’t possible. Do we hold on to that ember of love or let their human failings steal it?
It’s always a choice to see it/feed the fire or not.
Then again some people reach us deeper than others and light a bigger flame.
Just my experience of course.
I have a lot of ideas humans greatly disagree with though.