Wednesday, December 01, 2010

Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love.

There's nothing you can do that can't be done.
Nothing you can sing that can't be sung.
Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game
It's easy.

As I age, get all wrinkly… I’m beginning to understand the wonder of the word love. Perty please to close your ears if you like – but I love saying/winging the word ‘love.’ I do.

There's nothing you can make that can't be made.
No one you can save that can't be saved.
Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be you
in time - It's easy.

Just gotta email from my bestest friend of alltime.. been thru some trial, some tribulation.. natural events of life, and unfortunately, involving a death.. I emailed back “I love you man.” Forty years ago I’da never ever thoughta saying something like that. “That’s gay.” “You’re an idiot”.. nuh uh, not now.. I love him and I don’t mind espousing..

All you need is love, all you need is love,
All you need is love, love, love is all you need.
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love.
All you need is love, all you need is love,

I love much. I love my ex’s, uh huh do. Crazy? Probably. Ashamed I do? Quoting my stepson (whom, yes, I love) “Not no’s, but hells no’s”..

All you need is love, love, love is all you need.
There's nothing you can know that isn't known.
Nothing you can see that isn't shown.
Nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be.
It's easy.

Of course I love my son, a given. I love my nieces, great niece, great nephews, cousins, 2nd cousins, the whole fam damily. (My dad usedta say that. Love/loved him too).. I love my coworkers, yep, do. I love fellow “Class of 70” folks. Yes, even classs’a 69, 71, 72, etc.. I love my SigaMaNu brothers, still, to this day – each and every one. Mebbe THE funnest days of my life. I love folks I see on Facebook – so wonderful after all these years, renewing acquaintances, and making ‘em – with folks ya never really knew. I love it. I love. Softball teammates. "Dish" buds.. Love.

All you need is love, all you need is love,
All you need is love, love, love is all you need.
All you need is love (all together now)
All you need is love (everybody)
All you need is love, love, love is all you need.

Saying the word love (I find, anyways) is therapeutic. With love, life is easier, me thinks anyways. Love is happy. Love ain’t pain-free, but it eases the pain. And no Ali/Ryan, sometimes you have to say “I’m sorry” with/when love/loving. “I’m sorry” is perhaps a blog for another day – but today the word is love. Like peanut butter, I say spread it. Immerse one’s self in it, with it – all about it. Love is joyous. Love is The Holidays. Love is the every normal day. Nightime, daytime, snooze time. Love is uplifting, inspiring… engaging.

All you need is love, love, love is all you need.

LOVE, Victurd.

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