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Love is a kaleidoscope of emotions, a symphony of the heart that transcends time and space. It's a force that binds souls together, weaving them into the intricate tapestry of human connection. Love knows no boundaries, no limitations; it is as boundless as the universe itself.At its core, love is a journey of self-discovery, a pilgrimage of the soul in search of its counterpart. It's the flutter of butterflies in the stomach, the racing of hearts entwined in a dance of passion. Love is the light that guides us through the darkest nights, illuminating our path with the warmth of its embrace.But love is also a crucible, a test of faith and resilience. It requires patience, understanding, and unwavering devotion. It's a journey fraught with challenges and obstacles, yet it is in overcoming these hurdles that love blossoms and flourishes.Love is not always perfect; it is flawed and imperfect, like the humans who experience it. Yet, it is in its imperfection that love finds its beauty, its authenticity.It's the laughter shared over spilled milk, the tears shed in moments of vulnerability. Love is not about finding perfection in another but about embracing imperfection together.In the end, love is the greatest gift we can give and receive. It's the bond that connects us to one another, the thread that weaves through the fabric of our lives. Love is both a journey and a destination, a constant source of inspiration and renewal. And in the end, it is love that makes life worth living, for it is in love that we find meaning, purpose, and fulfillment.

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We know our own subject only as appearance, and not as it is in itself… I have no knowledge of myself as I am but only as I appear to myself.

from Critique of Pure Reason by Immanuel Kant (via the-ephemeral-ethereal)

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