As I write this, the clock slowly ticks over another minute.
Tick Tock, Tick Tock !!!
Time marches on ... towards the celebration of St Valentine , as the World celebrates I put my cynic face on and think aloud...
What do we love... The Gifts, the excesses or the emotions...
Look Around round round. What do you see ? The Commercialization of a sacred emotion. But we are all powerless, a slave to the angel on the shoulder. The devil is shouting from the left ," Come let me give you shelter from the storm ".
Cupid has sent his best sniper, Venus has engaged her wily nyads. All to catch you in the thralls of conscience attack - Surrender to the Midas within you. Show how much you love by buying the biggest thing you can.
Well money can't buy you love, but it can buy you substitutes. Men do grow cold as you grow old but diamonds are someone's best friend. It may not be those whose love story is played in the corners of the world where existence is hand to mouth, where an inch means a stray bullet.
Star crossed lovers play out their love every day and they do not need cold hard rocks, not cocoa filled snacks - They play in richness and poverty, in good times and bad, Today everyday !!!
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