About Love

Amongst the multitude of beings, we seem to choose ourselves, but in fact we are ordained by the hand of fate.

We fall in love with someone, we choose, or rather we are chosen, to invest our time in a specific individual, and through various rituals we domesticate him. He also domesticates us and begins to operate, and in doing so is prickly, is tearful, is painful. But one day we fell in love with the sound of the wind blowing the wheat and we saw that he was different. It is because of this beauty that we are willing to take responsibility for the object we have tamed. Even if, let us be like the little prince, who even sacrificed his life to get that rose back. Perhaps this is love, and love is certainly not a mere satisfaction of desire. For the satisfaction of desire can leave one feeling infinitely empty. Love must be in a specific individual, investing your feelings, your time. So thankful that we are able to meet the people we love. We are also grateful to live our goodness in the people we love. Isn't that so? The world is so big, many cities, but isn't it because of those friends you love that a city makes you feel different? Those special friendships. Your circle of friends, scattered all over the world, would you feel special in those places? No. Because you haven't built a friendship with them, you haven't built a relationship with them, you haven't tamed them, and they haven't tamed you. The rose is what I can see, it's a concrete, but invisible beauty, that's abstract. All our lives, in the end, we see the beauty and the responsibility that we cannot see in the concrete individual. We put our responsibility, our happiness, on the concrete person, although the concrete person is thorny, the concrete person, not always as beautiful as we think. But precisely because he is not as wonderful as we think, we have to come with him, to draw that, invisible circle.

May we all, who still have the clear heart of the little prince, find our own rose. When you find your rose, please note that true love is something to be guarded with time, with sincerity, with responsibility and with your sacrifice.