Love, hate and envy

Love, hate and envy
I'm not incapable of living in the state in which love is always contested, and it must be requested. If love is no longer anything about it is it can - it is hardly existed.
This is ruining my life loveless state is also relevant in relation to children and other people - it narrows the mind and wither - it would kill the man who once I got to be too - so at least I think
It is better to start looking for other solutions.
Love is the only means to love another person and as an individual and as it grows from the inside, love also has its own self-love and appreciation or understanding of unworthiness and self-awareness through self - still conscious love, forgiving the weaknesses that we humans are.
Persistent breach of the mentally handicapped will - in a continuous eating helpless feeling of self-esteem, it's how they could ruin relations, which have been imagined, that they love but everything has been just a smokescreen - the hatred and jealousy has been on top of feeling and a feeling of indifference.
A man who does not dare to take a second as this is a human being - is not itself egoltaan very large, and his life represents almost pathetic search for - love, then what does not.
Personality rights abuses and compartmentalisation has been a final death knell - no one can compartmentalize and put rules and locked up - a life to live and have the courage to accept as it is - people are also different - the diversity is an asset - it does not include, however, other restrictions on the eat and a violation of the soul - it undermines the blank, making it the mummy, which is looking, but not live.
There is a need to declare and call again a complete human being - and how can without love in the atmosphere to be complete, if no longer be linked to the origin, where the love went.
I confess myself of my weakness and I live in it - at the same time, it will hopefully act in accordance with the laws paradoksaalisuuden strength. I also hope that I can to preserve human dignity in these paradoxical circumstances - standing between the two hubs and live there until I die or I will die, every moment feels like the right option - not today, but at that moment when I feel it necessary and the moment when the love is completely extinguished.
I live in a horizontal straight horizontal context of openness and love, which is a demanding task content; the world to understand and be my own little self - keep itseytensä - cramped impairments in thinking does not fit this frame of reference. On the other hand itseyden loss so that the waiver should be self-created human ego and the loss would be cruel and self-destruction.
What, then society and the players offer to offer to citizens - for people - not just about anything else than his own deep self-interest on the basis of constructed models, and an empty education - empty rhetoric - therapy, which is already dead before it had time to arise from it - the therapy for its own life because of - Therapy as part of the carousel - it is not about aid, but activities which in the worst case, takes off the rest of the dreams and turn the lights off and wish to welcome the night so that the switch no longer exist.
Piece by piece, step by step, thought, idea, knowledge is given to understand that a man may never be longing for peace, the ideal level of fullness and the universe - love.
In this loveless world - will die of the lack, or rather less than the fact that it is no longer able to recognize and to understand - the only attempt to have a balance - so that the head is a metaphor for life and reality - in the middle of I is a synthesis of heaven and earth.
Be a piece of themselves and even owns a small piece of his own love for himself is already a lot. That someone else would love is already too much to ask.