no cure​ for love?

I walked into this empty church I had no place else to go
When the sweetest voice I ever heard, whispered to my soul
I don’t need to be forgiven for loving you so much
It’s written in the scriptures
It’s written there in blood
I even heard the angels declare it from above
There ain’t no cure,
There ain’t no cure,
There ain’t no cure for love

 

The secret chord

“Well, I heard there was a secret chord
That David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don’t really care for music, do you?
Well it goes like this:
The fourth, the fifth, the minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah…”

The David is king David,the proof is next stance…

“Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips, she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah…”

From Bible,we know that King David seduces Bathsheba  and intentionally causes the death of her husband Uriah the Hittite.

but still in Acts13:22 “After removing Saul, he made David their king. God testified concerning him: ‘I have found David son of Jesse, a man after my own heart; he will do everything I want him to do’

how David became a man after God’s own heart?

God know a man’s heart……

It is governed by two basic instincts….Libido(sexual urge) and aggression.David was not exceptional.

(Freud is right,only in relation to a man’s heart,probably he learned it from an analysis of David)

Not only that God could see a loving heart in the David,indicated by Psalm 18:1

–” I love you, O Lord, my strength”.

but he could see the joy in David’s heart….

– “You have filled my heart with greater joy than when their grain and new wine abound”. (Psalm 4:7)

when you are with someone whom you loves  so deeply,there will be a joy

David’s joy was from his love towards God

David’s secret chord is nothing but his love towards God.

and finally the repenting nature……

 –” For the sake of your name, O Lord, forgive my iniquity, though it is great”. (Psalm 25:11)

David was not a holy man…not a saint

He was like us.He was humble,a king repenting because of his sins

He was …like a “dusty” clear crystal.

when you wash it(repent)…it will shine with the light.

and God’s light is nothing but love.God is love

“And so we know and rely on the love God has for us. God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God, and God in them”1 john 4:1,

a man who loves God,reflects the light-Love

Once again, David’s secret chord is nothing but Love.

It is not the 5th chord in music.

But the 5th chord in any beautiful relation-LOVE

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let the creativity flow

 

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(painting by Dimitriy Annenkov)

“American artist Kira Ayn Varszegi uses her 38DD breasts as brushes, to create original paintings. she just applies oil paint directly to her breasts and presses them against the canvas. The process is repeated several times, using various color combinations and transfer techniques, until she is satisfied with her work.”

(source-http://www.odditycentral.com/pics/ecentric-artist-paints-with-her-breasts.html)

let me express my thoughts….

Breast is an ever fascinating  object  of love

A neonatal child drains it without any prior knowledge…..?

I wonder how he sucked it for milk? from collective unconscious as Carl Young mentioned.

It involves two things, the natural search…… ,the child sucks everything as in search to suck  the breast;-the oral exploration.

second,adjusting  his mouth to well fit into the breast ..the oral accommodation.

When he  grow up into adolescence,he uses females breast for sexual stimulation,real or virtual.

Thus,Shatter the boundary of the object of love,between motherhood and sexuality.

When he become a husband, he fondles it with everlasting interest and love,………

to feel it as supple,succulent and pillowy for his orgasm

It is a mesmerising object,

a female can use it to paint any fantasy.and stimulate fantasy in any male.

here,Kira Ayn Varszegi uses her boobs,to place a  smile on people’s faces.

Let the creativity flow from the valley,

-connecting generation to generation in vicious cycle of love.

The lullaby of love

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(painting by Wladmir Kush)

Where, you can go away from me?/…………/

where,you can hide away,from me?/….(……./.

when we attached with that invisible thread….love./@/=❤

And,

Even if, we hide the smile,when we see each other,

how can we hide our hearts……..

flutter with the  rhythm of the hidden love.

And,

like the  sea and sea shore…..

we  fight ,each other with words

like the  waves on the  sea shore,

but how can we cork up the deep symbiosis,

when we take in, the same air for our survival,

And ,when we drink from the same spring ,

how can we satiable, without our togetherness?

When we look into our  nurture,her loving nature,

set in stone before we born,

how can we part.?..without being the part of this orchestra.

the swift flow of the calm river……sending,

the feather touch of a cool breeze,arousing,

the lullaby of  beautiful birds….and as gratitude,

the sweet fragrance of lovely flowers,

waving at the flying  fluffy clouds…….

and

when I and you,are twined together,as golden snakes

mesmerised,with this copulating attraction,

And, our inner being   flying so close,

for unknown eternal bliss……..

How can we move away from each other?

yet to reveal the “glad”in the freudian slip….

“I am “sad” to love you”…..

on mother’s lap

praying-mantis-bike.jpg(tustel ico)

Love is a  feeling of affection.

.like a child in mother’s lap ,

Love is a pleasurable state of mind,at its own will…

As in a deeper meditation,near a swiftly flowing river.

Love is a positive attitude……like reflection of nature on a dew drop in early morning,

like  a dew drop ,reflecting its nature in the  early morning,

It is a strong  attraction and emotional attachment…like the sun and sunflower,

.like the morning sun and blossoming sunflower,

It is”the unselfish loyal and benevolent concern for the good of another”

……..like a fragile flame of a melting candle in a wind.

And”An active appreciation of the intrinsic worth of the object of love.”

…….like the sun dipping into the sea, a lovely sunset.

Love is not hate,never be the scorpion in your shoes.

Love is not lust,never be the wolf’s eyes on a lamb

Love is not just a working relationship,never be the folk dance for a  blind.

however, love unusually difficult to consistently define, compared to other emotional states……….

I can only say…..I love you,Lord…and….surround me with thy aura

Love is this vibrant spiritual aura,surrounding me unconditionally.

reflecting to others,unconditionally…..

The koinonia.

-the unselfish fellowship.reflecting each other.

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