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Listening to “you’re the only one” by The Mile After, I can’t help but to think of the theory that there’s a match for everyone in the world. And I think to myself about the mind and its deceiving ways. How can you go on thinking this true, when there are trillions of people in this world? What kind of percentage of people find there one true love if there’s only one other person out there for you? In so many ways I want to believe this and live the fantasy life In search, I am not letting myself. They say when you meet that person that the feeling in you will tell you she’s the one. Well I’ve felt this, according to what my mind tells me. But why? Because I loved with all my heart and soul, or does the nature of human and conditioned love make you feel that way. And with out companionship there’s something to seek? And when that person comes along and your compatible with them and enjoy there presents, with enough time the companionship will deceive you. I can get along with numerous people, girls, who I find attractive, what makes them right for me? If I feel I felt it enough for one girl already how can the mind and heart set on one so young and early and be so sure, when it’s clear the other is not? Is it loss that brings this into our conscious? Or a combination of what you can no longer have that you’ve grown so accustomed to? And get to watch with your very own eyes what you thought was love for you, get passed through emotion to someone else. And get to read and hear with your very own ears the joy that no longer comes to you but to another for no reason at all except change of heart. What is heart? Is it a pumping muscle that circulates the blood through our bodies keeping us alive? Or is it what the world has made it out to be a, dream pumping love between two lovers keeping them so much as alive for each other? Have we as people, as lovers, grown so much on this love myth, this made up word, something that you can no clearly point out as an object have come to run our lives? Come to make some think there is no worth living without. Has it gotten so bad that I’m not sure which is more important the air in which I breathe or the love in which I seek once again. Or is this love just conditioned into us and one can go on living alone and not ever feel compassion for another and seek it in return? If so what about air? Yes I know it exists, yet I can’t visualize it and point it out in everyday life no more than love. But to me in mind it is as real as these keys I am hitting, and is conditioned in us what science has told us, that it exists and we must have it to live, and to operate my heart. And when I sit and dwell on the fact my heart is broken yet still intact I should be thankful that the air in which I breath is still pure and can go on helping my heart live on. For air is much more important, but is taken for granted when an ungrateful mind feels lose and doesn’t want to escape the places it has driven them too. Or is it in fact that this is all based on our minds and what our minds have been conditioned to believe will determine whether we live or not. Is love or seeking of it part of what keeps us moving or just a mind set that deceives us into thinking we cannot live without it. Is this air that I breath right now exist as an essential to life or is this too just been conditioned to me as well. How deceived of a life do we live, how well do we know ourselves?