What is love?
Love has almost become a collision,
A gratitude.
In this world,
People endlessly talk about love.
And there are some holidays,
Festivals like the Valentine's Day.
Verbally,
We talk tremendously about love.
But what is love?
If we really knew what is love,
We perhaps wouldn't have talked about the love so much,
Would we?
This continuous verbal discussion or talk about love is the manifestation of our deeper level confusion about it.
In this utterly individualistic and selfish world,
Love is a very confusing term.
Do we really love somebody else?
Is it a slogan or a fact?
In this utterly selfish,
Commercial,
Individualistic world,
Obviously,
What when love's most is when self.
This only brain,
This utter confusion about love.
If I love myself most,
What is the point of talking about love?
Perhaps we can put the question in this way.
If one loves oneself most,
Does one really have love?
In this world,
Everyone loves themselves most.
If everyone is in love,
In love with themselves,
That's perfect,
Right?
This world is lovely.
But what's the reality?
What's the truth of it?
The very loving oneself creates the vacancy of love,
The vacancy of compassion.
Even in some societies,
There's no such a word called compassion at all.
Obviously,
There's tremendous suffering when one loves oneself most.
So talking about love or talking about the idea of love can bring some pleasure to counteract the suffering from this utter selfishness.