The Perfect Love

The kind of love that cures, heals, and regenerates. It shows you all the wellness of your own decisions. It shows you how peaceful it is to be peaceful. It creates immediately all your blisses; and there you experience it. It reminds us that when we kill ourself, we killed ourself...the our cells were one being. It reminds us that when we destroy our planet, we have destroyed ourself--all our own, single being. It reminds us that the pain of our own worrying on all of our cells is the pain that is felt in people by people that cause pain.
It reminds us that as much as we have been disappointed there's always more. It reminds us that the "poor us" is useless because there's always more, now. It reminds us that all that we think we have lost has nothing to do with all that we are gaining. It reminds us that the fucked and abused are still existing and can go their own way, achieving all they desire. It moves our body to the most beautiful, healthy, and supreme form it can be.
It reminds us how easy it all is. Reminds us that if you want it and you've never had it, it can still be yours. It reminds us that there's enough for you. It reminds you that what you want is not crazy. It reminds you that there are opportunities not involving the manipulation of others. It reminds you how easy it all felt when you were a child and knew that everyone, at heart, was you, and that you're free to be you. Still, it is that easy and ever present. Still it is that easy, it is that ever present.
It reminds you that all the fears you've been living in are things you'll forget when you die. It reminds you that as scared as you are you can just as easily live. It reminds you that as much as they think so, you may think so. It reminds you that as much as they think so, still, you can think so. Whatever they are you can be. Whatever you want you can be. Whatever makes you happy is okay. Whatever makes you happy it's that easy and comes to be.
The kind of love you stare into and are like, "ya, oh, Ya!" Yes. The kind of love so perfect and so purifying and SO YOU that you're moved to laugh that you ever thought it was gone when your very desire for it proves it's still there. When your very desire for it proves it's still there. When your very desire for it proves you're safe. Like a song that moves you into freedom you laugh at your life like an ant attending its colony. So what?
Like the time the bad boy got you to do a drug that caused you to abandon him forever--so, too, mankind's destruction leads it to abandon toward the better. When your years of self abuse cause you to be healthier. When your slouching causes you to carry your spine straighter for easier blood flow. When your laziness causes you to become the sexiest one alive through rigorous exercise. When your retardation moves you to be brilliant. When your well being moves you to greater bliss. It is then you realize, we're all so perfect. It is the love that casts off the need to carry a worry which is itself too much pressure for you to care.