Thursday 23 January 2014

Desideliria

Out of random female conversations on a sunny Thursday morning, a colleague sent a three-page synopsis of Delirium by Lauren Oliver. From just the title itself, my brain sent flashes of varying states of psychoses -- from depression to desolation which I carried with me until lunchtime as I devoured a piece of chicken that probably died of a heart attack due to the oil surrounding it. Nevertheless, it still tastes like chicken.

Fifteen minutes before I switch to work mode, I opened the file and all of the  psychotic images inside my head were sucked by a powerful force called Curiosity. The first line stated:
'The most dangerous sicknesses are those that make us believe we are well. —Proverb 42, The Book of Shhh  '

The book of what?!?! My eyes frantically scanned the words as my mind dissect the thoughts. So far, nothing pertinent can give me a clue on who or what "SHHH" is. Why the name? Why three "H's" instead of two? Once again, the hamster inside my head had to crank up the adrenaline system as speculations are brewing and my ego screaming, "I WANT THIS BOOK!!!".  My curiosity has subsided, knowing that it's book hunting this weekend.

However, my bored and sulking inner goddess was piqued...moved to tears...  I've read it again and again just trying to make sure I am not having a visit from dyslexia.  It penned, "Amor Deliria Nervosa". Dark smoke is swirling around her and I knew that it's just a matter of time before she takes the center stage of my mind. These are her lamentations.

"LOVE is a disease?!? Why should one call love a disease? Worse,  for the whole world to believe? The scientists have perfected the CURE?!? Why must love be to blame?  Love is the very reason we are here. We do not die because of it or for the lack of it. We just simply die...

Imagine a world without love. A world where relationships are mere transactions of convenient co-habitation and sex is just a means to pro-creation.

Never shall we feel the exhilaration...the rush of first blush as we stare into the object of our affection. Gone are the butterflies that tickle the stomach as we finally decide to go on a first date. 

Would we ever remember the spine-tingling, toe-curling sweetness of first kiss as it leaves you breathless and yearning for more?

Love is not a disease.. It is POWER -- an infinite capacity to embrace the universe.  Love did not cause madness, it's GREED.  Greed has corrupted Love's divinity and principles.  Greed made us feel hollow and obscured the radiating light from within. Greed blinded us with selfish desires and drove people to insanity.

The truth is... Love dwells in you. The first requirement is to love yourself. Let the power grow within and it will emanate. We never have to take because love is in giving. Love is universal, it will never bend. That is why we cannot wield it to serve us. We serve Love, then, you will get what you deserve..."

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