Epoch Ch. 5 Love

Your world, your life, is simultaneously fueled and governed by an array of emotions though none stronger than love. Love will motivate both sides of your moral compass. In other words, you humans will do anything for love.

For me, a manuscript, love is a thrilling current that flows through and around barriers.

Good and evil aren’t nearly as complex as this one paramount aspect of the human experience. This part of life spawned millions of beautiful pieces of writing from haiku poems and haunting melodies, to epic novels and timeless series. Yes, we are talking about love.

Love.

Understandably, the term brings to mind walks on the beach, sunsets, flowers, wedding rings, and all the romantic tropes you find in every soap opera.

Love is so much more than the inspiration for a kiss however. It's a commitment, a crazy act of impulsiveness that defies logic. Love comes in so many different forms that new songs and new books are still being written about it.

Love is measured in eternities, not merely years. Love is the strength that keeps a Noah waiting for his Ally against all odds. Love is the blind fury of the push behind the blade that finally ends the feud of the Capulets and the Montagues. Love is the sacrifice of thousands of young men breaking through the Nazi defenses in Normandy. All sacrifices are products of a love so whole it transcend living.

Love is the heat behind the mind-blowing scenes of passion coloring a page with images that make hearts race and bodies burn with desire.

Love is the tip of the emotional iceberg where longing, dreaming, hatred, vengeance, valor, fear, ire, and acceptance wrestle for control of your souls.

Think about what you’ve done for love.

Some of you became creative and courageous enough to lay it all out on a love note, a song, a simple asking the object of your affection for that first date.

Some of you found the strength to break the chains of a vice to find a loving embrace of forgiveness from your children.

Some of you conquered your fears and ran into that church to stop a ceremony in order not to lose your soul mate.

Some of you parked on a dark street to stare at a blackened window where that one person that made your heart stutter slept, just to feel close to them.

Love is binary. Like any coin of value, it has two sides. Its dark side is all consuming, heart wrenching, spiritual agony when it's broken, betrayed or unrequited.

Some of you felt a divine touch  of love when you held a little piece of you and the one you love for the first time. In your arms, that little face evoked such profound emotions no one could’ve prepared you for, and you were never to be the same.

What would life be without love?

And furthermore, what would a story be without it?