never wanted to learn that.
So apparently some rich French guy was sitting around one day and wanted to sit in the middle of the desert and watch Dune with his friends. So he made a theater and then it turns out It was a really, really bad idea and not a single movie was shown there. The local’s in the middle of somewhere Egypt didn’t like the idea for some reason and sabotaged it. Now there’s a random theater in the middle of the desert and some day no one will know why.
Now returning to the normal look…a razor and a pair of scissors work wonders.
Well that’s just about perfect…
Love is not convenient.
It misplaces you.
Love is seldom efficient.
Love is not always comfortable.
It is sacrificial.
Love is never consumed with selfishness.
It seeks the best for another first.
Love is the choice to seek the greatest good of another regardless of the cost.
The satisfaction of the lover is found in the revealing of that best choice.
True love is a call to die truly…
Because it demands the death of self.
Not a feeling…
Not an infatuation…
Not a fleeting thought…
But a resolute choice to climb upon an altar of slow fire.