Through life we live we find the sublime a charitable creed. The greats of all time have known that love triumphs over all. Our mortal lives are lived to find the highest peak of divinity and even when the one we love greater then all else has fled to unknown realms we’d give our mortal lives to search through hell to find them. Certain misery for certain love may seem like a mad mans proposal but only to those who have yet to achieve their highest virtue.
To search for love you surly shall not find it. The path to it, there is none. A hidden road to all whom dare to seek it. Only when one losses themselves to life can one truly find love. Love only comes when you least expect it, or at least when your mind is else where. For who can say they loved above the rest, we all can. I have yet to find any man that’s loved beyond my passion. Yet I feel not love now, just reminisce of that which has been. My peak has declined down the hillside of love’s mountain and I do not wait to cimb that hill back. One must persist in life for it is ever changing and we must climb the next peak when we arrive to it. We can not move love’s mountain, we can only move ourselves.