It's L-O-V-E!

February 2008 is already out of date, but the love it contains is still up for this month of March and even for April, or next months to come. It simply means love never dies, though it takes different forms every now and then. And for love to stay immortal it has to be born again and again without the consequence of dying, that’s one big reason why love never gets old, and that it fits every generation.

Here are the three Raffy’s who’s about to confess about "their" perception about love!

Raffy the Hatred Slayer:
There are two driving forces that control man – love and hatred. These spirits are both situated in one’s person, yet it doesn’t work hand in hand. They are each other’s antagonist. Nobody can slay hatred or love, yet one has the prerogative to choose what must dominate in his/ her being. If one chooses hatred over love, he’ll/ she’ll experience the fruit of it – instability, discord, more hatred and even death of soul. While if that one chooses love (I mean real love) then hatred would vanish, it maybe slowly but surely it will. Didn’t you get the point? The best of love exists only in the absence of hatred

Raffy Road Ice Cream:
Love is the sweetest complex emotion one can experience with pride and humility in one. My very own first taste of love, though it did not end up into a relationship, is actually a sweet one or even the sweetest experience my heart have felt. It took me into cloud nine, without experiencing delusions of grandeur. It made me humble, patient, and, understanding in short virtuous. It is only then that I’ve found out that love brings the best of me, for me to taste it and savor it.

Te-Raffy-C:
There is no such thing as general standard for love. Everyone has his very own definition of what love is and what is it all about. One can say that love is the fattest us, while the other may claim that the love is our sexiest core. Whether they define love in dissimilar way, the important is, they felt love, they love, and they live for love. It’s not our definition about it; it’s our experience about this feeling that counts.