To steal a line from the Elephant Love Medley from the movie Moulin Rouge, “Love is a many splendored thing, love lifts us up where we belong, all you need is love.” In this essay I will show just how splendored (and sometimes dark and twisted) a thing love can be. Webster's Revised Unabridged Dictionary defines love as; A deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection and solicitude toward a person, such as that arising from kinship, recognition of attractive qualities, or a sense of underlying oneness. In these days though I believe the definition found in The American Heritage Dictionary of the English Language to be more realistic. It defines love as; a feeling of intense desire and attraction toward a person with whom one is disposed to make a pair; the emotion of sex and romance. It’s sad to say but I really believe that this is what love has become. In most cases it’s no longer the strong desire to be with one person and share your life with them, but the strong desire to screw their brains out. Love has become so incredibly twisted over the decades. Or maybe it was twisted from the very beginning but heroic tales and epics depicting the hero’s love for the fair maiden have thrown us off track. In reality (especially in those times) when the Hansom Prince and the Fair Maiden were married love had nothing to do with it. They were forced to marry each other in an agreement between their parents. Most commonly, the prince happy to have the most beautiful girl in all the land didn’t complain. And the princess assured by her parents that she would grow to love him, and pressured by the cultural norm, would go along with it as well. This wasn’t always the case; however, sometimes the prince would be the reluctant one. Like in the movie Monte Python and the Quest for the Holy Grail the prince didn’t want to marry the fair maiden, even though she had “huge…tracks of land.” He refused to marry her because he wasn’t in love. He didn’t believe he would one day grow to love her. And that is the way it should be you shouldn’t marry someone hoping to one day come to love them, you should marry them because you are in love with them.

Yes, I truly believe that love was never pure to begin with for the most part. Love can be pure but it is often times not. You may think it is but it isn’t. Love can still be very strong but it is only in that one-in-a-billion chance that you find your true love. The one you have been fated to be with for all eternity, over many life times. The funny thing about your one true love is that he or she can be right under your nose but you don’t even realize it. Maybe someday you do but its too late, they are already married to someone else (Obviously the wrong person, but to them, at the time it feels like the right person.) Yet, somehow, eventually they will discover that they don’t have quite as much in common as they once thought. But by now its too late, they have taken their vows and have to stick with them. And where does that leave you? Stuck off on the sidelines. Biding your time until the comfort of death. But we never truly die. Like the reset button on my Playstation, if we don’t ascend to the next level of being we get to come back and try again. Once we have learned all that we can we are able to become one with the Creation. But over our many life times there is one person out there that you were made to be with. Don’t ever give up searching for that one true love that fate intends you to be with, because love is the most important things in your life, not to mention the most important lesson on your way to crossing over. It is a lesson that everyone must learn. Love is vital for your soul.

So I guess what I am trying to say is, don’t ever give up searching for your one true love. And if you feel love for someone, don’t ever pass up the chance to tell them how you feel, because someday, you may regret it. You will one day find yourself watching the love of your life, the one you were meant for, with somebody else. And if you somehow do get to be with your true love savor every moment you have with them. Because you never know when it might end. And if none of this that I have been babbling on and on about for the past three pages makes sense to you, I suggest you read the book The Midnight Club by Christopher Pike. That book really put the concepts of love into perspective for me. I guess you could say it changed my outlook on what the band Queen called, this “Crazy Little Thing Called Love”.