The Intangible Essence of That Thing Called Love

Written By Marvin Thomas Cox Flynn

Copyright 2014 Marvin Thomas Cox
DBA: Marvin Thomas Cox Flynn
All Rights Reserved

To ponder the intangible essence of that thing called love What a task lies before us
in contemplation of the grandest of mysteries to befuddle history's brightest minds. Love laughs
ever so mockingly at man's intelligence, never giving it a passing glance. It is an essence sought
after by men suffering from overly developed, intelligence-endowed-minds, desperately seeking
to indisputably and undeniably identify it as a classified category of a primal substance element
to be added to man's Elemental Chart Yet, to date, this patent identification eludes the
geniuses of mankind ...
For thousands of years men have sought answers as tothe why ofwhy this is so. I
suspect the search shall continue for many thousands of years to come, for as long as men walk
the earth to scratch their heads in deepest thought of bewilderment at all they see in existence
within the world and universe around them that simply cannot be explained with notions of a
Big Bang emanating forth from a single pinpoint of light; a theoretical pinpoint of light which
can also not be explained After all, all light emanates forth from some placesome where ...
So, if we, as mankind, cannot explain that which we can see, how do we yet hope to
explain the unseen?
 Many a heated argument has ensued over the existence, or non-existence, of a God (An
Ultimate Source Point Of Origin Of All Existence); a Creator Being of all that is and will ever
be Why so? Generally the reasons given for the non-existence of a God (An Ultimate
Source Point Of Origin Of All Existence) are based upon rhetoric which confidently asserts that
wemankindcannot see Him, therefore He does not exist ...

Yet, none would be likely to argue the existence of love How do we explain away such
illogical logic set forth by highly esteemed logical minds who pride themselves in the logic of
their logical reasoningregarding the logical reasoning, of logical reasoning? ...
Love You can't see it You can't touch it You can't taste it Yet, somehow, you
feel it, when such a time occurs that it chooses to touch youyour life. How do we explain the
existence of this thing we have come to call love? ...
Like the wind softly moving through the leaves of a tree, to set it swaying gently and
rhythmically, we see the effects of love upon the lives of otherssetting them to glowing with
meaning and purpose of life and existence When it chooses to wander our way, entering our
lives, we happily attest to love's almost magical effect upon our lives as well Should not such
testimony, as evidence, suffice the most brilliant of brawny-brained-mental-marvels?
Sadly, such evidence will not suffice for those who are insatiably ravenous in their
appetite for answers fitting their own personal, mental, outline of truth We must remember
that logic motivated minds are not easily swayed by that which they can feel, no matter how
wonderful and personal the feeling. The logical, reasoning mindseeking indisputable proof
seeks to see, with its own yes, the wind as something physically tangible that may be touched,
examined, evaluated, studied, dissected, reproduced, enhanced, defiled by the hand of man, and
yesas is prone to manmastered
Therefore, when one points to a tree swaying in the breeze or, perhaps, to a beautiful
sunrise or sunsetevents that seem most special when in loveit is not all surprising to be met
with firmly expressed reactions of resistance to such examples as, in fact, being acceptable and
suitable proof of evidence. Our ears may be assailed with accusations stating that our examples
seem, all too well, to represent the same type of evidence presented in arguments by those who
advocate the existence of a God (An Ultimate Source Point Of Origin Of All Existence) Yeah,
right! Whatever!
Undoubtedly, this old man is being intentionally sarcastically-satirically-facetious for
reasons of his own yet to be seen below ...
 Okay Honestly And yes, sincerely When it comes to love, does anyone upon this
earth really doubt that love exists? No one doubts it Every soul accepts it One can
simply not prove the existence of love anymore effectively than one can prove the existence of a
God (An Ultimate Source Point Of Origin Of All Existence)
Now, the haters of the very concept of any notion of the existence of a God (An Ultimate
Source Point Of Origin Of All Existence) will promptly point out that if there is a God (An
Ultimate Source Point Of Origin Of All Existence), then why is there such evil, pain, death,
and suffering in the world? ...
These, often angry, propagators of endlessly logical (yet illogical) argumentsso
desperately intent upon proving the nonexistence of things in this world they can readily see
evidence offail to see (in all their professed seeing of things unseen as not being seen to exist
at all) that the presence of evil, pain, death, and suffering in this world, also, serves as
testimony and evidence to support an equally valid argument that lovein its wonderfully
intangible essencedoes not exist
Thus for the sake of seriously idiotically-intelligent-discussion, the existence of lovelike
that of any proposed existence of a God (An Ultimate Source Point Of Origin Of All Existence)
is unprovable to those who wish to spend their lives in contention over things that clearly
existthough invisiblewhile continuing to breath in oxygen and exhale carbon dioxide that is
equally invisible By their own superior intellectual application of logical assessment, the air
which they breath in sustaining their lively existence upon this earth does not, cannot, exist

So, we are left to ponder, not only the question of the existence of God (An Ultimate
Source Point Of Origin Of All Existence) and love, but whether we, ourselves, actually, in
reality, exist in view of the nonexistence of the very air we think we breath
Are we merely figments of own nonexistent imaginations, having passed from
nonexistence of life to the nonexistence of death, before ever taking that first breath of
nonexistent air in parting a non-existing womb?
Where is the logic, reasoning, and brilliance of man's intelligence leading us? Most
certainly not to any meaningful answers of questions that simply cannot be answered by the
reasoning mind of man Man simply cannot answer all the questions his mind might set forth
to ponder, discontent in facing this surreal reality of his under-par-intellect and clearly-limited-
finite-mortality in view of the overwhelming evidence set before his very eyes, that within the
universe surrounding us there is an essence of existence that simply is incomprehensibly beyond
any and all of mortal man's intellectual capacity for logic and reasoningan intelligent essence
not only infinite, but infinitely eternal ...
 In practical application of the practicality of ourmine and yourspractical existence
in the grand scheme of things, to occasionally be merry victims struck down dimwitted and
dumbfounded with a smattering of love?
To us mere simpletons, existence is but a moot-point-state-of-mind, while love is a matter
of the heart; a matter which overwhelms all logic or reason, consuming our minds in all its
entirety as those who are hopelessly infected within its spell can think of nothing except that one
whom they love, quite willing to trade the very air they breathethe beating of their hearts,
their very livesfor just one more moment with that very special one to whom they are
helplessly addicted More happily imprisoning than the allure of any drug, is the power of
loveintangible; unseen; all powerful; when it engulfs your life; your very all ...
Love is truly like the wind It comes and it goes It is sometimes peacefully calm at
other times it blows Love cannot be had; love cannot be held; love cannot be lost ... It only
seems so in our foolish belief that we ever possessed it at all, for love is not a possession (men
deceive themselves into thinking as such) but is a most highly elevated and spiritual state of
mind and heart that permeates our very beingsour every thought, our every momentto never
be truly lost, but merely distanced from within the reach of our hands that always seek to grasp
and cling to that which was never ours to hold and keep in savoring the wonder of its beauty
Love exists, without aid of breath, food, or water ... Love truly is that alleged, Big Bang
Theory, single point of light that sprang into existence to light the pathway of mankind's life ...
The path goes on, though at times the light may seem to dim, even appearing to leave us
Love never dims It only grows fainter in the distance of the many footsteps we leave
behind us as we continue onward upon this journey called life Love is that flame that never
stops its burning, nor can it ever be extinguished People come and they go They enter
upon the stage of our lives, and then they are gone, either lost in their passing from this life, or
because they have moved on to live life elsewhere. But true love never dies, though we may
leave this life consumed by the magic of its madnessan insanity most blessedly pleasant to
have spent ones life enduring
Love is the one intangible thing we can feel in this life that is truly eternal, without end
Love is like a rose, a beautifully luminous rose, ever so bright before our eyes that we pay no
heed to the thorns upon its stem that are there to prick us from time to time f
And while the petals may fade and fall away, spring shall return to see love bloom once
againforever like the rose ...
May your life be filled with love, and the joyous laughter love brings to all Love is the
answer that lives forever like a rose ...
Love is the answer, England Dan & John Ford Coley: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_QZjJU-mtFU

Forever Like The Rose, Seals & Crofts: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YFdgq2kIAbM

We are One, Dan Seals (February 8, 1948 " March 25, 2009): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zX0rqvF1uyk

This article is dedicated to the memory of Dan (Danny) Seals, one of the finest men I have ever been blessed to know ...

(Written April 4th, 2014)