<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738269808512951227</id><updated>2024-09-24T20:42:11.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life and love</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2738269808512951227/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Prem Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14115099291815314415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfyN8fXPve8NH5PNI5rBEWDYsqmw2RECOJyCOuBoGou9muKt0hMeGb_vxHmvjR6796IINeEPhRzx7EmVkHXPotsLR1SxhelD02yKM4gaAPfsFVd6Ogm1viuUkAzgg/s220/DSC06517.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738269808512951227.post-2510120688926831627</id><published>2009-12-03T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T00:12:07.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love poem 4 YOu</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413517176257507826&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRxUP842RApJtMqKZagfLDlj4mDLEQ7qd5oul_2T4zeHwm_Ojk3ZN8vfynuq7KJAJeG7T1cRHraMXjWnOKR1Q1-RPwn-RIwgdZVNjGWCvv0U5Wjr21NdHW6ZNLwhYKsF0rsu_GceivUPR4/s400/4.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;A Special World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;special world for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;and meA special bond &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;one cannot seeIt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;wraps us up in its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;cocoonAnd holds us fiercely in its womb.Its fingers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;spread like fine spun goldGently nestling us to the foldLike silken thread it holds us fastBonds like this are meant to last.And though at times a thread may breakA new one forms in its wakeTo bind us closer and keep us strongIn a special world, where we belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410981520431944146&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2q6CLfZ3i5WBEo0p6JRmyeYrW8g3MCfivVVE05L1uUiX_CfoKQpYwIqW-rn6pVvBQ0WImJ6QmSxAB5-v_IYDBewZvvViA9y1arZ1jXezzGBAqylcWvxuy7ajnrMhDolMNPozU-d36MSkd/s400/DSC06553.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt; An EntrapmentAn Entrapment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My love, I have tried with all my beingto grasp a form comparable to thine own,but nothing seems worthy;I know now why Shakespeare could notcompare his love to a summer’s day.It would be a crime to denounce the beautyof such a creature as thee,to simply cast away the precisionGod had placed in forging you.Each facet of your bei&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410981517052187490&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-pArYSj4NHeLj2eWdYUKjBXp0VyJTXg0I25B1zo6LbDU3SZ-rAF6bwupoBw5rEGvO4P9om9hZoPDn2szWIYgNDKP0qtH5E-U0v7xVJEaEKCl698pSKIM0pYst7fKmpC8H8L1KM1Rc-2b-/s400/DSC06525.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ngwhether it physical or spiritualis an ensnarementfrom which there is no release.But I do not wish release.I wish to stay entrapped forever.With you for all eternity.Our hearts, always as one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/feeds/2510120688926831627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-poem-4-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2738269808512951227/posts/default/2510120688926831627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2738269808512951227/posts/default/2510120688926831627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-poem-4-you.html' title='love poem 4 YOu'/><author><name>Prem Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14115099291815314415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfyN8fXPve8NH5PNI5rBEWDYsqmw2RECOJyCOuBoGou9muKt0hMeGb_vxHmvjR6796IINeEPhRzx7EmVkHXPotsLR1SxhelD02yKM4gaAPfsFVd6Ogm1viuUkAzgg/s220/DSC06517.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRxUP842RApJtMqKZagfLDlj4mDLEQ7qd5oul_2T4zeHwm_Ojk3ZN8vfynuq7KJAJeG7T1cRHraMXjWnOKR1Q1-RPwn-RIwgdZVNjGWCvv0U5Wjr21NdHW6ZNLwhYKsF0rsu_GceivUPR4/s72-c/4.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738269808512951227.post-2583545584751502525</id><published>2009-12-03T03:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T04:27:37.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIking of st lawrance,  poem for friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410978348995799026&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBqxmR0S9LIpfUbdVq2b1RRIvPZIuWocWlwSFxlMW1aJCDpzCdMYwjxx-W3OChz9eBn6-TDbprEjhxP0YMkVGD9F_u65Y16R6xDoNbaQ0fx2ayrTEHgSdXVGNydbSQveaT3IGzksSwVIHG/s400/wewe.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;1 &lt;strong&gt;Friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;A friend is someone we turn towhen our spirits need a lift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;A friend is someone we treasurefor our friendship is a gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;A friend is someone who fills our liveswith beauty, joy, and grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And makes the whole world we live ina better and happier place&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;2 You are friendly, kind and caringSensitive, loyal and understandingHumorous, fun, secure and trueAlways there... yes that&#39;s you.Special, accepting, exciting and wiseTruthful and helpful, with honest blue eyesConfiding, forgiving, cheerful an&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410977964475909778&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4m6Gya14XFOamto9AikoL9m1GYBcUd0UR_P692gRjiXllnezUR2Bf8E209Id13SdB50ogeHMhsMml6M-24M6byW4aRMtH5VsDI3NO-86BxAIsuMvSE7JCBT_dD7P8O9JcixMM9bRCV7tv/s400/DSC06541.JPG&quot; /&gt;d brightYes that&#39;s you... not one bit of spite.You&#39;re one of a kind, different from othersGenerous, charming, but not one that smothersOptimistic, thoughtful, happy and gameBut not just another... in the long chain.Appreciative, warm and precious like goldOur friendship won&#39;t tarnish or ever grow oldYou&#39;ll always be there, I know that is trueI&#39;ll always be here... always for you.- Written and owned by Angela Lee Hillsley - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/feeds/2583545584751502525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/2009/12/hiking-of-st-lawrance-poem-for-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2738269808512951227/posts/default/2583545584751502525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2738269808512951227/posts/default/2583545584751502525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/2009/12/hiking-of-st-lawrance-poem-for-friends.html' title='HIking of st lawrance,  poem for friends'/><author><name>Prem Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14115099291815314415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfyN8fXPve8NH5PNI5rBEWDYsqmw2RECOJyCOuBoGou9muKt0hMeGb_vxHmvjR6796IINeEPhRzx7EmVkHXPotsLR1SxhelD02yKM4gaAPfsFVd6Ogm1viuUkAzgg/s220/DSC06517.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBqxmR0S9LIpfUbdVq2b1RRIvPZIuWocWlwSFxlMW1aJCDpzCdMYwjxx-W3OChz9eBn6-TDbprEjhxP0YMkVGD9F_u65Y16R6xDoNbaQ0fx2ayrTEHgSdXVGNydbSQveaT3IGzksSwVIHG/s72-c/wewe.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738269808512951227.post-7961682321631748548</id><published>2009-12-03T03:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T03:51:15.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just 4 friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410973065740021170&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGS-gmFaXJyWAZ_9cqYknWYPylt3N9zvyKa6Ror079bzBtHXzUXD-lGyshwF8n0qAd3Ur6gRoHymyggeLxrD7PsdN_SnUAdIjFlFBlVKBJELKyR2r3V8ZJdBR-wqKKV3RuI9Pdc-x1EnmU/s400/DSC06535.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;I love you, i love you with all my heart. I feel so sad when we are apart. I dream about you all nite and day. I just can&#39;t wait till you&#39;re mine to stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;2 If i had the letters HRT, i can add EA to get a HEART or a U and get HURT. But i&#39;d rather choose U and get HURT than have a HEART without U!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;3 Life is a mixture of sunshine+ rain, laughter+pleasure, teardrops+ pain. So when clouds hide the sun+your skies turn grey remember i&#39;m only a phone call away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/feeds/7961682321631748548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-4-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2738269808512951227/posts/default/7961682321631748548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2738269808512951227/posts/default/7961682321631748548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-4-friends.html' title='just 4 friends'/><author><name>Prem Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14115099291815314415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfyN8fXPve8NH5PNI5rBEWDYsqmw2RECOJyCOuBoGou9muKt0hMeGb_vxHmvjR6796IINeEPhRzx7EmVkHXPotsLR1SxhelD02yKM4gaAPfsFVd6Ogm1viuUkAzgg/s220/DSC06517.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGS-gmFaXJyWAZ_9cqYknWYPylt3N9zvyKa6Ror079bzBtHXzUXD-lGyshwF8n0qAd3Ur6gRoHymyggeLxrD7PsdN_SnUAdIjFlFBlVKBJELKyR2r3V8ZJdBR-wqKKV3RuI9Pdc-x1EnmU/s72-c/DSC06535.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738269808512951227.post-6239010355176847336</id><published>2009-11-09T03:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T01:10:28.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 CUTE  love Quotes  4 You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwtchkNd3ZSR2AlNi1eF4x2GbE3G-Lq86GK9i2VLcOUE9gy1v3VI4TxsNkVJr66GFLuSuUuW_jUFncnsdP1r3hdnsVlLkp-PnZHLvTKX4Knz_W0HgyzEqFP_jLoxcCwYD_r3bw81YI-i95/s1600/ertert.bmp&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408751287180272562&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwtchkNd3ZSR2AlNi1eF4x2GbE3G-Lq86GK9i2VLcOUE9gy1v3VI4TxsNkVJr66GFLuSuUuW_jUFncnsdP1r3hdnsVlLkp-PnZHLvTKX4Knz_W0HgyzEqFP_jLoxcCwYD_r3bw81YI-i95/s400/ertert.bmp&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 And if it all falls apart, I will know deep in my heart, the only dream that mattered had come true. In this life, I was loved by you. Colin Raye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a teardrop. Anonymous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9u1_lCtNedSnFJVYaF6ObY5HkWBpUCaCrVzDOnGMz_mFkVpEvS2RQaG-SCFwPL3Pl8qnUMb_FBbQ6kw0Qye3jfVHl4L34tMlDVfVO0dVVUXCJzv2RE701Ig-GRhk61hwO1SDoaihC4K-s/s1600-h/IMG_0163.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402063370626273490&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9u1_lCtNedSnFJVYaF6ObY5HkWBpUCaCrVzDOnGMz_mFkVpEvS2RQaG-SCFwPL3Pl8qnUMb_FBbQ6kw0Qye3jfVHl4L34tMlDVfVO0dVVUXCJzv2RE701Ig-GRhk61hwO1SDoaihC4K-s/s400/IMG_0163.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 They say loving you gives pains and full of sacrifices But I&#39;ll rather take pains and lots of sacrifices than not to be love by you. Aaron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjQZnzPcLo5YQ51E8_fFch2xdy8QGT3eQxS2gGYjkW9LRgHIGgp00dBwAUcOVRhFxCeJBoDE0mHkDepzYOha3jajgoJdL9BgAU01RcQmvaztJamjRwTWqOYFICJpfESwZLjqUCPu8y0_0p/s1600-h/IMG_0069.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402063394283001474&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjQZnzPcLo5YQ51E8_fFch2xdy8QGT3eQxS2gGYjkW9LRgHIGgp00dBwAUcOVRhFxCeJBoDE0mHkDepzYOha3jajgoJdL9BgAU01RcQmvaztJamjRwTWqOYFICJpfESwZLjqUCPu8y0_0p/s400/IMG_0069.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4 I laugh, I love, I hope, I try I hurt, I need, I fear, I cry. And I know you do the same things too, So we&#39;re really not that different, me and you. Colin Raye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Two souls with but a single thought, Two hearts that beat as one. Friedrich Halm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6 Women wish to be loved not because they are pretty, or good, or well bred, or graceful, or intelligent, but because they are themselves. Henri Frederic Amiel&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSMAhc8wSNOXaId5wvqP8XdSYoPWSQCjklgRB2zK7EMI_zSOlJ4Wtwzb_ULGtDemhrHC-Cevx6BY_Xjqx0gqXOkMwzk99p9BxivuVmvToCvAmlchgC62ZTOinZXTFwdtdKS33ayB2kvmjZ/s1600-h/IMG_0176.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402063380296255522&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSMAhc8wSNOXaId5wvqP8XdSYoPWSQCjklgRB2zK7EMI_zSOlJ4Wtwzb_ULGtDemhrHC-Cevx6BY_Xjqx0gqXOkMwzk99p9BxivuVmvToCvAmlchgC62ZTOinZXTFwdtdKS33ayB2kvmjZ/s400/IMG_0176.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 Love is a promise, love is a souvenir, once given never forgotten, never let it disappear. John Lennon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 Absence makes the heart grow fonder william&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd_NOAjJBiMGW2PGRD5vlIx7ko0JcwB72sBnAK6BEba5_W2KfiaPa6meP-pf3MTl0wws1ImZVYeKqb_sNpoozGmJlJ10SAsZB84lxwEjysY6VYdjnnE00eiUkeM7zPG83fUtkxsO5cSqDG/s1600-h/IMG_0032.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402063383282886930&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd_NOAjJBiMGW2PGRD5vlIx7ko0JcwB72sBnAK6BEba5_W2KfiaPa6meP-pf3MTl0wws1ImZVYeKqb_sNpoozGmJlJ10SAsZB84lxwEjysY6VYdjnnE00eiUkeM7zPG83fUtkxsO5cSqDG/s400/IMG_0032.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; shakespeare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 If I know what love is, it is because of you. Herman Hesse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 Love - a wildly misunderstood although highly desirable malfunction of the heart which weakens the brain, causes eyes to sparkle, cheeks to glow, blood pressure to rise and the lips to pucker. Anonymous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 My boyfriend used to ask his mother,” How can I find the right women for me? And she would answer, don’t worry about finding the right women –concentrate on becoming the right man. UNKNOWN &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 To the world you are one person, but to one person you are the world. UNKNOWN &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 If hate is such a strong word, then why do wetoss around love like it&#39;s nothing? Anonymous &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 Friends will keep you sane, Love could fill your heart, A lover can warm your bed, But lonely is the soul without a mate. David Pra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 We do not quit playing because we grow old, we grow old because we quit playing. Oliver Wendell Holmes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 Just because somebody doesn&#39;t love you the way you want them to, doesn&#39;t mean they don&#39;t love you with all they have. Anonymous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 Love me when I least deserve it, because that’s when I really need it. Swedish Proverb &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 I WANT TO FALL FOR YOU BUT IM NOT SURE YOU WILL CATCH ME? PAM ROX&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 True love never dies, even if you have found a new love,thsweetmemory of the past will continue to hunt you for the rest of your life. Jeffrey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 My boyfriend used to ask his mother, &#39;How can I find the&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidf6Dcr2q_-MVhDwNwrsVAHYXnoekzcnE0JQCTShjEXWqemnvupw2IFMYjMw8-UVedcJtIQYrzR7dtxvD4aA_3N9iWxPXsyKhZAc2d3K_jZOeUgMfdHy-wZK4zqh1aolKKoXJBnWP61UbG/s1600-h/IMG_0188.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402066228623486098&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidf6Dcr2q_-MVhDwNwrsVAHYXnoekzcnE0JQCTShjEXWqemnvupw2IFMYjMw8-UVedcJtIQYrzR7dtxvD4aA_3N9iWxPXsyKhZAc2d3K_jZOeUgMfdHy-wZK4zqh1aolKKoXJBnWP61UbG/s400/IMG_0188.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; right woman for me?&#39; and she would answer, Don&#39;t worry about finding the right woman- concentrate on becoming the right man. UNKNOWN &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense. Mark Overby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;22 We can cure physical diesases with medicine, but the only cure for loneliness, despair, and hopelessness is love. There are many in the world who are dying for a piece of bread, but there are many more dying for a little love&gt; Mother Teresa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 Grow old along with me the best is yet to be. Robert Browning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 To the world you might be one person, but to one person you might be the world. Anonymous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 Love is a gift from God, and as we obey His laws and genuinely learn to serve others, we develop God&#39;s love in our lives. Love of God is the means of unlocking divine powers which help us to live worthily and to overcome the world. David B. Haight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 Love is a gift from God, and as we obey His laws and genuinely learn to serve others, we develop God&#39;s love in our lives. Love of God is the means of unlocking divine powers which help us to live worthily and to overcome the world. David B. Haight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 No man is worth your tears, and when you fin&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjolyF1lX-KbTcOdRzEqFExH1bC6tknkTAnaNNILxohc-oorYo1vrV4IooOKzNZxZ03310Z4houszyRG0odH-y2H9zRNpC-4IUlKYGIyZpVBFrNnCcdKPWF35XI__MWuC4-0Zaa-DgWuhOm/s1600-h/IMG_0114.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402066226704351058&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjolyF1lX-KbTcOdRzEqFExH1bC6tknkTAnaNNILxohc-oorYo1vrV4IooOKzNZxZ03310Z4houszyRG0odH-y2H9zRNpC-4IUlKYGIyZpVBFrNnCcdKPWF35XI__MWuC4-0Zaa-DgWuhOm/s400/IMG_0114.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d the man who is, he&#39;ll never make you cry. Anonymous28 Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye. H. Jackson Brown J29 The ones that you love the most are usually the ones that hurt you the most. kati tgj&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 Don&#39;t hate me because I&#39;m beautiful, hate me because your boyfriend thinks I am. UNKNOW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/feeds/6239010355176847336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/2009/11/30-cute-love-quotes-4-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2738269808512951227/posts/default/6239010355176847336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2738269808512951227/posts/default/6239010355176847336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/2009/11/30-cute-love-quotes-4-you.html' title='30 CUTE  love Quotes  4 You'/><author><name>Prem Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14115099291815314415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfyN8fXPve8NH5PNI5rBEWDYsqmw2RECOJyCOuBoGou9muKt0hMeGb_vxHmvjR6796IINeEPhRzx7EmVkHXPotsLR1SxhelD02yKM4gaAPfsFVd6Ogm1viuUkAzgg/s220/DSC06517.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwtchkNd3ZSR2AlNi1eF4x2GbE3G-Lq86GK9i2VLcOUE9gy1v3VI4TxsNkVJr66GFLuSuUuW_jUFncnsdP1r3hdnsVlLkp-PnZHLvTKX4Knz_W0HgyzEqFP_jLoxcCwYD_r3bw81YI-i95/s72-c/ertert.bmp" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738269808512951227.post-5206179574244766074</id><published>2009-11-09T02:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T03:52:09.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>St.lawrance tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402056841846966674&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj39Tk6sFf4-Q6H_qbVUT_SaJbQOm6ABjJtzJY6_XHtgKxamPnoc8Cq8kB_m64rreudMvUQfdaMoNQ0s8W8Jsmw-ZpSr_AqcoG7C7WzF-r5l6EaZYAPh6uYiX1R4ykWGmEOcIC0rU76-so/s400/IMG_0170.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt; 1 &quot;When you are in Love you can&#39;t fall asleep because reality is better than your dreams.&quot; Dr Seuss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were given: Two hands to hold. To legs to walk. Two eyes to see. Two ears to listen. But why only one heart? Because the other was given to someone else. For us to find. Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402056835443182034&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhghJVh19FxD6wF_aZt3tpNx336Xgz4fAfT3H6uO9WtcOkIj7NIgagGh585ZGr8kOfPcXMJ-mSPwsyFXVaY6FuZENn3gAcx13_x1OG1nTkLw1ahXq-jdY_TlV9ldFCM1t9_GE64qliS0YDd/s400/IMG_0195.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt; * When I saw you I was afraid to meet you. When I met you I was afraid to kiss you. When I kissed you I was afraid to love you. Now that I love you, I am afraid to lose you. UNKNOWN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Some of the greater things in life are unseen thats why you close your eyes when you kiss, cry, or dream... Anonymous &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402056829460560802&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIQxQxLM0zbUmch7mICS4vBhN29a_Ghi3bxDD35lepsvlZIzXD4y5_s9ukfGtZu5yxiDiqj7MmLiItML46wI-j-Dbuh2R05VYsy1rRO9iYEGGEDUKeOpTeBxSBWknsrEQUAfoAgSchyphenhyphenw_z/s400/IMG_0108.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* As we grow older together, As we continue to change with age, There is one thing that will never change. . . I will always keep falling in love with you. Karen Clodfelder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402056824882418610&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwCIVoxZ7pHR8l236b0PL4XbGEZiQPuiU0_07xBil23fTn_82LIXxhjjxHvrUJXBtWogPG-GWoZYZONHkvJdoGfGR0cR54InWm68msqkfXexPXGgDi5OBMbbaGbAGgDAiHcEbQEQentJ51/s400/IMG_0197.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt; *The best thing about me is you. Shannon Crown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* If you love something, let it go. If it comes back to you, its yours forever. If it dosent, then it was never meant to be. Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402056820609580866&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo6OliB1eCOiS66Zwzgy-frNMtJgqlwNyxKDErEkdledMBKgU-JDO7_zh5ZB0SRK2GlCk0DoQPR5wnVwPiuD_ETJh2ee9kNmYDAOOp7dWfsfur2kaXonb_jSvgZM2yTuOG5akAsty_TjcB/s400/IMG_0035.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt; * If you love someone you would be willing to give up everything for them, but if they loved you back theyd never ask you to. Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;2 I love you, not for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you. Roy Croft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402052664995222562&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiydDCxa4TRkP0KML8tMqZ8a8QnBoB6QxDe8aDekdk7gDhxWag8oXP15RtAKWJRGGiQVcyx2-u10e2HnXjE2WWKJzjfJplbGKY96YgThf0stZS00DB7qnfV4Dxp1DE3D9hBTh3Iuavv7NcY/s400/IMG_0191.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;3 if i has to choose between loving you, and breathing. I would use my last breath to say I LOVE YOU. dani b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Love is as much of an object as an obsession, everybody wants it, everybody seeks it, but few ever achieve it, those who do will cherish it, be lost in it, and among all, never... never forget it. Curtis Judalet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Meeting you was fate, becoming your friend was a choice but falling in love with you I had no control over. UNKNOWN &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402048833121664018&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6VSfntx9Dt7TRIV0WBMNeqJdm7XbyhiA8A81o1fJ65ZGA3qB2xQXUE3zj-8dztygPjbgnEm6LVCaym51Tv-XSBAnP2BwatgRqYUuW2Ly8bcfaWF_X5uiUFIVQ78NfNtRZZqEZ_9DOs4GF/s400/IMG_0009.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Give her two red roses, each with a note. The first note says For the woman I love and the second, For my best friend. Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;* We are all a little weird and life&#39;s a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love. Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402048854488406530&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir4oV0jSAUMvmbKJrXvRnxEFMHAtF_xNvOWAP_E1WaI2f4YCT60PD1iSRGIRgv7cqpgev9ictNyX-k7cR5Gt4oV6UBuhd8TjZ9JvxSRzSKj_hJw2dWbtPGlk5AqkgtYMXx-YsWc9jmaosO/s400/IMG_0094.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* If you judge people, you have no time to love them. Mother Teresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;* If rain drops were kisses,I could send you showers. if hugs were seas i send you oceans. and if love was a person i send you me!! ally qwerty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402048846086028866&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtO_N-VuYE5lfLAhP4uqm1vp7sxwOiJ-wRF5ex4XJpp_rAHLW2iLVkv4gcdsJoUFeG3lgeMbslCyGXBuYedmTzCtJHdPrO6GHPkwiEv3pYVHyNixF2xI8LDPe_LYyH7fcWsWKh8t1NS4z9/s400/IMG_0015.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Love is never wanting to lose faith, never wanting to give up, and never truly moving on. Love is knowing and praying in the deepest part of what&#39;s left of your heart that they feel the same. CourtneyJo Wright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/feeds/5206179574244766074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/2009/11/stlawrance-tour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2738269808512951227/posts/default/5206179574244766074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2738269808512951227/posts/default/5206179574244766074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/2009/11/stlawrance-tour.html' title='St.lawrance tour'/><author><name>Prem Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14115099291815314415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfyN8fXPve8NH5PNI5rBEWDYsqmw2RECOJyCOuBoGou9muKt0hMeGb_vxHmvjR6796IINeEPhRzx7EmVkHXPotsLR1SxhelD02yKM4gaAPfsFVd6Ogm1viuUkAzgg/s220/DSC06517.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj39Tk6sFf4-Q6H_qbVUT_SaJbQOm6ABjJtzJY6_XHtgKxamPnoc8Cq8kB_m64rreudMvUQfdaMoNQ0s8W8Jsmw-ZpSr_AqcoG7C7WzF-r5l6EaZYAPh6uYiX1R4ykWGmEOcIC0rU76-so/s72-c/IMG_0170.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738269808512951227.post-1846221314675643966</id><published>2009-11-01T03:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T22:52:14.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love for saBina</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 84px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399096670372084386&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu8uwSyVGa6kBL2oMqIWhpFeLfblD5SFBZBdPsQmuM1owh1Cx0EcNuvoO8WcTI8ULXPfY2IR4WA45YPUBhZCBRfdUGiVyhAjD-kOnh-YkzyGqwIZoVUfHTPkFqmSpT2o1Ou3zKZSlSIO98/s400/wewe.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;Dear saBiNa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;hi! how r you ?I m fine and miss u . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;dear i want to meet you but you have never time . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;although you dont lov me i haVE ALWYS want you and wis for ur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sucess&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;. plz come back in my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/feeds/1846221314675643966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-for-sa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2738269808512951227/posts/default/1846221314675643966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2738269808512951227/posts/default/1846221314675643966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-for-sa.html' title='love for saBina'/><author><name>Prem Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14115099291815314415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfyN8fXPve8NH5PNI5rBEWDYsqmw2RECOJyCOuBoGou9muKt0hMeGb_vxHmvjR6796IINeEPhRzx7EmVkHXPotsLR1SxhelD02yKM4gaAPfsFVd6Ogm1viuUkAzgg/s220/DSC06517.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu8uwSyVGa6kBL2oMqIWhpFeLfblD5SFBZBdPsQmuM1owh1Cx0EcNuvoO8WcTI8ULXPfY2IR4WA45YPUBhZCBRfdUGiVyhAjD-kOnh-YkzyGqwIZoVUfHTPkFqmSpT2o1Ou3zKZSlSIO98/s72-c/wewe.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738269808512951227.post-3740446544016556749</id><published>2009-10-29T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T00:09:41.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE U SAbinA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimAgsIb6RnzAhHL8Ak8z4y7pIdbwYD-MEE73xTSDzH0jcuFe0lr0ysyAlwBWpw7SrkfYaVLD3eEIJLAt0jIoUPWgByKMG3ZdfJhNpYQsX10eaCJVH6BExmKJ6Xt0-mjLNxnbD65EXHlIVr/s1600-h/21.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413516638761184802&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimAgsIb6RnzAhHL8Ak8z4y7pIdbwYD-MEE73xTSDzH0jcuFe0lr0ysyAlwBWpw7SrkfYaVLD3eEIJLAt0jIoUPWgByKMG3ZdfJhNpYQsX10eaCJVH6BExmKJ6Xt0-mjLNxnbD65EXHlIVr/s400/21.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 105px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397979812633388690&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaNcd8P2hb2wcmlBKzLMdH97Q-stfeDM_qCFZHJkU6AyJ75b5I2JHzxSqKJuT-4Mxz18csJ3yfE4lu_u9gc-zKz_DyLQ2hqrENRxNWr61l1mYo1FDBxAa6aVDUORCCm3rcvCBvRzbguNxF/s400/u.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;&quot;&gt;DEAR SABinA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;&quot;&gt;U NEVER LOVE ME BUT I ALWAYS LOVE U . I M WAITING FOR U .....................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;&quot;&gt;..................................................................................... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;&quot;&gt;.....................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;.....................................................................................YOUR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;&quot;&gt;KUMAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/feeds/3740446544016556749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-u-sa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2738269808512951227/posts/default/3740446544016556749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2738269808512951227/posts/default/3740446544016556749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-u-sa.html' title='I LOVE U SAbinA'/><author><name>Prem Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14115099291815314415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfyN8fXPve8NH5PNI5rBEWDYsqmw2RECOJyCOuBoGou9muKt0hMeGb_vxHmvjR6796IINeEPhRzx7EmVkHXPotsLR1SxhelD02yKM4gaAPfsFVd6Ogm1viuUkAzgg/s220/DSC06517.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimAgsIb6RnzAhHL8Ak8z4y7pIdbwYD-MEE73xTSDzH0jcuFe0lr0ysyAlwBWpw7SrkfYaVLD3eEIJLAt0jIoUPWgByKMG3ZdfJhNpYQsX10eaCJVH6BExmKJ6Xt0-mjLNxnbD65EXHlIVr/s72-c/21.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738269808512951227.post-3065210300965071172</id><published>2009-10-29T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T04:07:43.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love words for U</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;&quot;&gt; F. Abahusain&lt;br /&gt;Truly love you endlessly. Every day without you is like a book without pages. I love you, I will always do, for the rest of our earthly and heavenly life. &lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397976468323783378&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 109px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1pxG_mbxY5DIqYGvepc6WXgdT7adcbnAoENZHbvkDK6dBxOQs8ORr7OCHmo_zF22EV82Iu6U-d8TfyNH06YJOrl5X92q3r__PshA5lc2rJQf9tKXuePFcP2yDeOmI0Cp0Vhatuqq8Ocu9/s400/t.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibn Abbad&lt;br /&gt;My night has become a sunny dawn because of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane Ace&lt;br /&gt;Time wounds all heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph Addison&lt;br /&gt;Arguments out of a pretty mouth are unanswerable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adidas063&lt;br /&gt;Love is a vine that grows into our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agostino&lt;br /&gt;Love, and do what you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ana Alas&lt;br /&gt;A true man does not need to romance a different girl every night, a true man romances the&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397976476196714914&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuVZpa8TN_jqVZflt93XoVXDqRTpewHLDr_TjuRnN55j3zLROyrEUCCAlWnApAzOko_iESDXUAn8ejhpAxc_9soL9MGOZi7UxuWnkaKP7g8NeKrkpoH4KcSgDPs_VySplK13Y4iyLMOacK/s400/re.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt; same girl for the rest of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ammonia&lt;br /&gt;You&#39;re not the only one who feels this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margaret Anderson&lt;br /&gt;In real love you want the other person&#39;s good. In romantic love, you want the other person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anonymous&lt;br /&gt;A part of us remains where ever we have been.&lt;br /&gt;A smile is nearly always inspired by another smile.&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m sending you some kisses, I know you like them.&lt;br /&gt;Love dictates, but a kiss writes the secrets of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;Love is a sudden revelation: a kiss is always a discovery.&lt;br /&gt;Man loves little and often: Woman much and rarely.&lt;br /&gt;One kiss breaches the distance between friendship and love.&lt;br /&gt;Sex is a momentary itch, love never lets you go.&lt;br /&gt;So long as man remains free, he strives for nothing so incessantly and so painfully as to find &lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397976460337599746&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLpjT7Y80cGL62wleHrybZjb4lJYRC_j6p9A7Csd_5ACxfMDh5H1uc0dhaAypQaSyrOD7rRnxg0sG6f7l7GKRyVYNDFmDAAYiFldLV8MQXmTGIjz4Y18atM2ba6l74sjW0ODtUEzq5fjGd/s400/dd.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;someone to worship.&lt;br /&gt;The human heart feels things the eyes cannot see and things the mind cannot understand.&lt;br /&gt;The kiss, a sweet discovery of oneself after a long search.&lt;br /&gt;To the world you may be someone, but to someone you may be the world.&lt;br /&gt;To the world you may be someone, but to someone you may be the world.&lt;br /&gt;True love is like a pair of socks you gotta have two and they&#39;ve gotta match.&lt;br /&gt;Wait for the one you love. Not the one who found you first. &lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397976471885339970&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 82px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy6qYqItpmSRB9If1uPHwDGtVBeHOgQ_CwCkjWcJvYRW865Ag3QlXZpdxZNSBn3ymS6G_d8ARg4096OzShgfpvdaduoStcehhtxlu8E_kBUp4zAkgG9M9ZrHKPeH47Ku8yq2cSNBY54o2n/s400/3.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love because it is the only true adventure&lt;br /&gt;You don&#39;t get to choose, You just fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jean Anouih&lt;br /&gt;Love is, above all, the gift of oneself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aristotle&lt;br /&gt;Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/feeds/3065210300965071172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-words-for-u.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2738269808512951227/posts/default/3065210300965071172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2738269808512951227/posts/default/3065210300965071172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-words-for-u.html' title='love words for U'/><author><name>Prem Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14115099291815314415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfyN8fXPve8NH5PNI5rBEWDYsqmw2RECOJyCOuBoGou9muKt0hMeGb_vxHmvjR6796IINeEPhRzx7EmVkHXPotsLR1SxhelD02yKM4gaAPfsFVd6Ogm1viuUkAzgg/s220/DSC06517.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1pxG_mbxY5DIqYGvepc6WXgdT7adcbnAoENZHbvkDK6dBxOQs8ORr7OCHmo_zF22EV82Iu6U-d8TfyNH06YJOrl5X92q3r__PshA5lc2rJQf9tKXuePFcP2yDeOmI0Cp0Vhatuqq8Ocu9/s72-c/t.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738269808512951227.post-4750680092027262357</id><published>2009-10-29T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T03:52:09.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Send warm love messages to your near and dear ones</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;&quot;&gt;Send warm love messages to your near and dear ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397971590860637346&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEp5KPDcI0SiaUH5HxqILdvSwhm4np5NqBZUHqz4l2vmeB-J-Mcc_wqrTtDpZJ1dKRKYzzqzMRZFP0Uj6gmlcLl24UN6ipyLn6mECrJbzKIls_yu6qt4A1qDBhK4JwZx3Q2v6WeK1f60ig/s400/g.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If dreams were not dreams &amp;amp; dreams came true, I would not be here i would be with you.&lt;br /&gt;Distance is 1 thing that keeps us apart. But u will always remain in my heart! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;&quot;&gt;Why do we close our eyes when we sleep- when we dream, when we kiss? This is because the most precious thing in the world is unseen. Wen I close my eyes I see you&lt;br /&gt;Dream a dream tonight as you sleep. Smile a smile tomorrow that u may keep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;&quot;&gt;May all of your dreams and wishes come true because i could not find a better friend like u! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;&quot;&gt;Wish I was your blanket, I wish I was your bed, I wish I was your pillow underneath your head&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397971598242263554&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 105px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0HcBJ9IqSZI_bbVVds4uSx-TyP1vFcu43kwzyD5dtYHa1bB1WyHDzsgrDIdgBKhmHcjbOQaYZMYplNnnbpaRTgdkf1rLZOazRmp-0qj1daY4JDfluK21wJDh1sv6w9KTtW-0rWImZHmsQ/s400/u.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;, I wanna be around u, I wanna hold u tight, &amp;amp; b the lucky person who kisses u good night&lt;br /&gt;8 letters, 3 words, 1 meaning... i love you&lt;br /&gt;There are a million stars and a million dreams, you are the only star for me, the only dream i dream&lt;br /&gt;U will always be mine 4 now &amp;amp; 4ever. U will always be mine 4 u r my treasure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;&quot;&gt;U will always be mine please tell me its true. Please be mine 4ever i will always love u&lt;br /&gt;There are Tulips in my garden, there are Tulips in the park, but nothing is more beautiful then our two lips meeting in the dark! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;&quot;&gt;One day the moon said 2 me, if your lover makes you cry why do not you leave your lover.. I looked at the moon and replied would you ever leave your sky?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;&quot;&gt;I love 3 things! The sun, the moon and U! The sun for the day, the moon for the night and you forever!&lt;br /&gt;If I died or travelled far, I would write your name on every star, so everyone could look up &amp;amp; see, that u mean the world 2 me&lt;br /&gt;How can u tell the rain not 2 fall when clouds exist? How can u tell the leaves not 2 fall when the wind exists? How can u tell me not 2 fall in love when u exist? &lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397971583874574114&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1KJ6YSjsKzvYbp8iH0X2RfeMeKy4p9eNQszJgATSHwqqWBEXPjJ6ur7N92UPG7p_NqVUzvaCUA5YjiXuyiN438UEtcLkt6apF4Jxl3LXO7yXXio4usmgyXVQ_lSITpe-rQIOuPcKpg0AZ/s400/fg.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accidents do happen. I slip- I trip- I stumble- I fall &amp;amp; usually I do not care at all. but now I do not know what to do because I slipped and fell in love with u&lt;br /&gt;Love is like a golden chain that links our hearts together and if you ever break that chain you&#39;ll break my heart 4ever!&lt;br /&gt;When the night comes, look at the sky. If you see a falling star, don&#39;t wonder why, just make a wish. Trust me, it will come true, because I did it and I found you&lt;br /&gt;True love is hard to find. Special 1-1 of a kind. But the love inside of me is true. It appeared the day i met you!&lt;br /&gt;It takes 2 to tango. 2 to kiss. 2 to talk &amp;amp; remenisce. So many good things cum in 2 &amp;amp; one of those things is me &amp;amp; u!&lt;br /&gt;U say u love me &amp;amp; want 2 hold me tight. Those words run through my head day &amp;amp; night. I dreamt u held me &amp;amp; made me see that 4ever 2gether we would be! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;&quot;&gt;You can fall from a bridge, you can fall from above, but the best way of falling, is falling in love!&lt;br /&gt;There are 3 steps to happy happiness: 1 you. 2 me. 3 our hearts 4 eternity! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397971591906745042&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik85zEz4GfDiU_NqVFZMxJVZ0bpujW-92QZyh6ho-8tJ1Z_VJu7JuBVI2WllMjW5FG93kj3vB9_29ffmiC_Jvdi7hpo0SwNYOvC1CN7I5Su3pftmRlQOREEJfrUehcGzbSzwJDV65ZwWfd/s400/re.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet as a rose bud bright as a star, cute as a kitten thats what u are. bundles of joy sunshine and fun you are everything, I love all rolled into 1&lt;br /&gt;I have liked many but loved very few.yet no-one has been as sweet as u.I&#39;d stand and wait in the worlds longest queue.just for the pleasure of a moment with u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;&quot;&gt;A special smile a special face.a special someone i cant replace.I love u I always will.U have filled a space no one can fill!&lt;br /&gt;Girl you are clevergirl ur smart.girl ur like a work of art.girl ur sexygirl ur fine.the only thing u aint is mine!&lt;br /&gt;As I lie awake in my bed, all sorts of thought run through my head, Like why do I love u as much as I do. Then I realize its because u r u!&lt;br /&gt;If love is not a game then why are there so many players? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;&quot;&gt;U luv coz u weep. u weep coz u hurt. u hurt coz u fail. u fail coz u try. u try coz u need. u need coz u want. u want coz u feel. u feel coz u live. u live coz u luv&lt;br /&gt;have u ever noticed a heart is two upside down teardrops&lt;br /&gt;Love&#39;s beautiful like butterfly when u try to catch it, it will fly away but when u cool and silent, it will come and touch u. So wait for your butterfly!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;&quot;&gt;they say true love is just round the corner i must be walking in circles&lt;br /&gt;Love is like a glass. If u break it, it’s hard to fix, And even if you manage that , it’ll never be the same.&lt;br /&gt;People say that when love comes knocking on your door let it in. But sometimes love comes through a backdoor &amp;amp; by the time u notice its on its way out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;&quot;&gt;God gave u 2 legs to walk.2 hands to hold.2 ears to hear.2 eyes to see. But why did he give u only 1 Heart? Probably because He wants you to look for the other&lt;br /&gt;Some thoughts are better kept unsaid. some feelings are better kept to urself. because love has its way of expressing itself despite the silence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;&quot;&gt;True love doesnt have a happy ending.True love doesnt have an ending!&lt;br /&gt;Love is like a rose it blossoms then dies.&lt;br /&gt;Dont find love.let love find you.That&#39;s why it&#39;s called falling in love coz you dont force yourself to fall- you just do!&lt;br /&gt;If you want me to fall for you- you have to give me something worth tripping over.&lt;br /&gt;love is not how u 4get but how u forgive.not how u listen but how u understand.not what u see but what u feel &amp;amp; not how u let go but how u hold on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;&quot;&gt;Love is like quicksand the deeper you fall in the harder it is to get out&lt;br /&gt;It hurts 2 luv sum1 who doesnt giv u d time of day.but it hurts more wen u realize dat sum1 u dont giv d time of day luved u &amp;amp; gave it up coz u luved another&lt;br /&gt;Looks may capture the eyes but it&#39;s the personality that captures the heart&lt;br /&gt;love can sometimes be magic- but magic can sometimes be an ILLUSION!&lt;br /&gt;You can close your eyes to things you do not want to see. But u cant close your heart to things you do not want to feel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/feeds/4750680092027262357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/2009/10/send-warm-love-messages-to-your-near.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2738269808512951227/posts/default/4750680092027262357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2738269808512951227/posts/default/4750680092027262357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/2009/10/send-warm-love-messages-to-your-near.html' title='Send warm love messages to your near and dear ones'/><author><name>Prem Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14115099291815314415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfyN8fXPve8NH5PNI5rBEWDYsqmw2RECOJyCOuBoGou9muKt0hMeGb_vxHmvjR6796IINeEPhRzx7EmVkHXPotsLR1SxhelD02yKM4gaAPfsFVd6Ogm1viuUkAzgg/s220/DSC06517.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEp5KPDcI0SiaUH5HxqILdvSwhm4np5NqBZUHqz4l2vmeB-J-Mcc_wqrTtDpZJ1dKRKYzzqzMRZFP0Uj6gmlcLl24UN6ipyLn6mECrJbzKIls_yu6qt4A1qDBhK4JwZx3Q2v6WeK1f60ig/s72-c/g.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738269808512951227.post-8301536809305392894</id><published>2009-10-05T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T22:30:43.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secret Life of the American Teenager</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389353574025994178&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 103px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPq73a-hw4Ny0yVha_W_qdA_2Qs3qbaEMxdmkX0DoNTIdSQVkRga8KUH4jPxj1cSmQ9KuvlQAvaJEo24tX-2RWeLZbvRYjtw_gA66akG5C6NCbnRZEKdx1NiaUuBSUYvlpIgrCcXEk2whf/s400/q.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#33ff33;&quot;&gt;The Secret Life of the American Teenager (often shortened to Secret Life) is a television series created by Brenda Hampton. It first premiered on ABC Family on July 1, 2008. The show was renewed for a second season consisting of 24 episodes on February 9, 2009,[1] which began airing on June 22, 2009.[2] The first season focuses on the relationships between families and friends and how they deal with the unexpected teenage pregnancy of character Amy Juergens, who is portrayed by Shailene Woodley. In the second season, Amy Juergens must deal with juggling motherhood and high school, while her family and friends experience relationship challenges of their own. [3][4]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#33ff33;&quot;&gt;The series received generally negative reviews from most mainstream critics when it began broadcasting, but was extremely well received among viewers. The pilot episode broke the record for highest rated debut for ABC Family, which has been broken by the second series prem&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389353565746281554&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDaHrK_Di1XmUSVIOOsDhz5T2U7GpFEyjv-FGWJ_D1WpqqP2o4WYygIdf-VEXregKy8WnowIa42H1WwVKu3yZv2kMfvfoz2P_2ACDxo4v3e6yuQOQXRqy0G2Ch_TH9ok_NL8cxmQAccpfQ/s400/e.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;iere, beating Kyle XY, with 2.82 million viewers, and the season one finale brought in 4.50 million viewers, beating the night&#39;s Gossip Girl which had almost half its usual number of viewers. The second season premiere earned mostly positive reviews from critics and was praised and extremely well received among viewers. Secret Life opened its second season with the largest audience so far, posting a series high in Total Viewers with 4.68 million viewers and currently is the No. 1 scripted original premiere of Summer 2009 so far in Adults 18-34.[5] The show has also earned the Teen Choice Award for Choice Summer TV Show during its premiere season.[6][7] It currently airs on Monday nights at 8/7c on ABC Family in the U.S. and on Citytv in Canada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#33ff33;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/feeds/8301536809305392894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/2009/10/secret-life-of-american-teenager.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2738269808512951227/posts/default/8301536809305392894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2738269808512951227/posts/default/8301536809305392894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/2009/10/secret-life-of-american-teenager.html' title='The Secret Life of the American Teenager'/><author><name>Prem Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14115099291815314415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfyN8fXPve8NH5PNI5rBEWDYsqmw2RECOJyCOuBoGou9muKt0hMeGb_vxHmvjR6796IINeEPhRzx7EmVkHXPotsLR1SxhelD02yKM4gaAPfsFVd6Ogm1viuUkAzgg/s220/DSC06517.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPq73a-hw4Ny0yVha_W_qdA_2Qs3qbaEMxdmkX0DoNTIdSQVkRga8KUH4jPxj1cSmQ9KuvlQAvaJEo24tX-2RWeLZbvRYjtw_gA66akG5C6NCbnRZEKdx1NiaUuBSUYvlpIgrCcXEk2whf/s72-c/q.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738269808512951227.post-3500495418846472140</id><published>2009-10-05T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T22:19:34.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPF1MMi-OkXSx8oMSW982kYTE_hedz0TFLqwWtDlI07x_SquNK5by3RG92stLDBsR-r54mDRg48Izjge92VeciUEV6aE1bNatvyPFU_F8BIvOJ8k7gZLLGTLxuKQqAUGDAopfI7llq4Xm6/s1600-h/a.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389351540640303938&quot; 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border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1love letter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;I LOVE U...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;DEAR _____&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;I love u..but i dont like when you be talking to girls and your babymother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 loveleter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;FREE TO FEEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;Dearest You,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;Thursday you mentioned expressing feelings. I spent most of Friday soul searching. And what I have found sort of scares me. When my dad died, I vowed to never give my heart so willingly to another living person. (Even if it was in a totally different manner of loving.) It was too much for me to take as I watched them lower his casket&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr89qCwILwzJ6ANM_6rzAd6-WV6RJ4UVvf1EPR2Luzrqew1__zyyt-UUFwit3DBa1BPik835IY61X_bQyodijMwGLOlZvwdHqz-A8T2t6F7lEQFBuf9k-JcPOIjmViw7sU-7RnY7IUsmqw/s1600-h/k.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389351745538420770&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr89qCwILwzJ6ANM_6rzAd6-WV6RJ4UVvf1EPR2Luzrqew1__zyyt-UUFwit3DBa1BPik835IY61X_bQyodijMwGLOlZvwdHqz-A8T2t6F7lEQFBuf9k-JcPOIjmViw7sU-7RnY7IUsmqw/s400/k.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. It broke my heart so fully, that I shut down towards every other person that existed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;3 loveletter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;&quot;&gt;GRIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;&quot;&gt;Now and again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6666;&quot;&gt;(Though it seems to be often as of late!)People will look at meWith inquiring &lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhEYsdpkonMYizva8CVCwaoKnoO0Su7PdF0Q7dTVH-UpPjX6NE0Ve1CjE3Oi6YKARs9eUWnOxFSgdLeilvGCdoR1D9p6a2njzvjSUQzk8DOtFw56PGBzDEqaTMCAwxHkYgfQ-kxu6AL4dp/s1600-h/images.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389351638005646882&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhEYsdpkonMYizva8CVCwaoKnoO0Su7PdF0Q7dTVH-UpPjX6NE0Ve1CjE3Oi6YKARs9eUWnOxFSgdLeilvGCdoR1D9p6a2njzvjSUQzk8DOtFw56PGBzDEqaTMCAwxHkYgfQ-kxu6AL4dp/s400/images.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eyesSuspicious eyes, sometimes&quot;Why do you grin like that?&quot; (It&#39;s all because of You, Dearest!) Shoulders shrug pleasantly.As if there need not be a reason at all. (I&#39;d share my thoughts about you, but they&#39;re just so sweet and I&#39;m a little selfish... ....plus some of them are naughty.) I love you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/feeds/3500495418846472140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-letter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2738269808512951227/posts/default/3500495418846472140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2738269808512951227/posts/default/3500495418846472140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-letter.html' title='love letter'/><author><name>Prem Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14115099291815314415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfyN8fXPve8NH5PNI5rBEWDYsqmw2RECOJyCOuBoGou9muKt0hMeGb_vxHmvjR6796IINeEPhRzx7EmVkHXPotsLR1SxhelD02yKM4gaAPfsFVd6Ogm1viuUkAzgg/s220/DSC06517.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPF1MMi-OkXSx8oMSW982kYTE_hedz0TFLqwWtDlI07x_SquNK5by3RG92stLDBsR-r54mDRg48Izjge92VeciUEV6aE1bNatvyPFU_F8BIvOJ8k7gZLLGTLxuKQqAUGDAopfI7llq4Xm6/s72-c/a.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738269808512951227.post-3485992330887157792</id><published>2009-10-05T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T21:37:41.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>solution of love</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt; &lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389340005043773858&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBvuo6gsDDijBsS1iAL_Y4OjgOYBbQXPaUM-YWllrHeapg8TfAfvw9fGC0tuZ8CCcZs1Bpk6Z73ch2pZDIP2oWq4YXhasq4wOHtbQ6nUhJLrzx4-RMLWxnqI16LSbQwfq860PbJH2QsJk7/s400/r.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;The following article is a lightly edited talk given by David Truman to the resident members of the Living Love Fellowship on January 25, 2003.&lt;br /&gt;The other day, I was writing a paper about the psychology of dominance and submission in man-woman relations. I was looking at all the ins and outs, all the problems that were associated with it, in every different way you could imagine, plus some. The subject loomed so large, it began to lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389340381112288594&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 102px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQe6-Niiz_kvWeLCpmgHuB-8TpSSHBThtJeFt1kZ4Vj7Y0m9k-1N_tRfNgyc9cScGhV_dOdRuXpDShrNs6-ceeccOYbFFv2WBYDstM3DuR690uJCqNiqdT2MDlkiCc6rkGjw3Ak15HG1RJ/s400/f.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;ok like Mount Rushmore. And all over it, the ego&#39;s footprints.&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw it totally: This huge Mount Rushmore is dust. It is nothing -- just another in-depth consideration about human psychology. The bottom line is, the ego is always a problem. And I realized, until and unless there is true love, there is no solution for the human condition. Love is the final answer. Love is the only solution. With that, I really released the entire investigation of human psychology that has engaged me for the past thirty years. All this dharma. All this living. I saw it.think I can say I understand the human condition and its problems pretty well, probably as well as anybody. And now I can say conclusively that these problems are not in fact solvable on their own level. If there is a problem, dwelling on it doesn&#39;t help particularly. What you really need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389340760756890722&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbf9JiaoZSj1MA1FNbZf_yODX6nByN6msusuDQMhqUb9IofHdr5rOVa6ECx-bZcFXh-LzctfSpaT1U2N4sEhDBxAdlAC07EmfQiLBvljljUmZbSnAEOzV0Um6IodYFjkQAtiQ7jjgvEJ6h/s400/l.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;, if you have a problem, is a solution. No matter what the problem is, the solution is one -- love. You can talk and talk until you&#39;re blue about the ins and outs of the ego&#39;s garbage. But no matter what you come up with or think about, there is no actual solution other than love. There are a million questions, but there is only one answer. And once you have the answer, then you have no more questions. There&#39;s really nothing to talk about, except to mention the solution.&lt;br /&gt;But what about all the varieties of human experience and human problems? This vast complexity of spiritual teaching that we&#39;ve been involved in developing for the last twenty or thirty years reflects nothing but the simple fact that people were not willing to love. And that unwillingness generated an infinitude of complexes and problems of many shapes and sizes. Those problems were all the result of people buying time to continue hanging on to their old egoic dreams, their old ways of acting, thinking, and being. And creating and having all manner of difficulties and problems as a result of living as egos. And then waiting for someone or something to come along that could save them from this mess -- some kind of answer, some kind of savior.&lt;br /&gt;TOP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389340376566813490&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTiNolVP7jntKn_MlIlF2BEBk-fbfXFwkoZqPsR6tqCM3oktuzYmJtuzBSFCU3Uf9NSoZS_q_lGubJtWDLoIAamRGHhkHS2XxNdA8uhq2q6wPAPPl_qqsQJ79rhB9z8j024HQhpUVrko67/s400/ds.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;The savior is love, and it will save any person from any trouble. The saving grace of love is HAVING love, BEING love. Tag, you&#39;re it! It is definitely not good enough simply to be loved, although that is encouraging, and certainly uplifting. But it is not a solution. You have to BE love.&lt;br /&gt;If you are willing to throw yourself in and to be love altogether with your heart and soul, then indeed you have nothing to worry about, because you really are saved for all practical purposes. The rest is only the outworking of your salvation. And at that moment, you really have nothing to look forward to but love, which is what you are, having made a decision to be love -- love in a billion different iterations.&lt;br /&gt;That is easy to say. And it is really not all that hard to do, when compared to any of the alternatives. At the core of it, love is empty. It is unselfed. It is carefree. It is not complicated. It has no hidden agenda. It is not in any kind of conflict. It is not dividing itself, separating itself and creating all kinds of trouble on that account. It is in fact THE solution, and therefore, happy. This is simple stuff for simple people.&lt;br /&gt;TOP&lt;br /&gt;Of course, people don&#39;t necessarily want to love. And even when people want to love, they aren&#39;t necessarily ready or willing to love. But that&#39;s their business. To the extent that a person is unready or unwilling to love, it is simply a tragedy -- actually, more tragedies than you can shake a stick at. But I don&#39;t want to talk about that infinitude of tragedies by which we imprison ourselves. There is no way out of that whole mess except to love truly, sincerely, unstintingly, courageously, and with profound commitment. Apart from love, there are only pain relievers, consolations, symptomatic remedies of all kinds, but no solution whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;Until you make that firm decision be love wholeheartedly, you can focus on anything you want, and every topic that you could focus on represents, in itself, a dead end detour. You will go down that road, no doubt, and you will end up having to turn around and retrace your steps. Eventually, no matter how many detours you decide upon, in time you will come back to love&#39;s embrace. Ultimately all you can learn from every experience is that there is only one solution, and the solution is love. You will come to that, because it has always been so, and will always be so. There is only that one answer to come to in the end.&lt;br /&gt;The savior is love, and it will save any person from any trouble. The saving grace of love is HAVING love, BEING love. Tag, you&#39;re it! It is definitely not good enough simply to be loved, although that is encouraging, and certainly uplifting. But it is not a solution. You have to BE love.&lt;br /&gt;If you are willing to throw yourself in and to be love altogether with your heart and soul, then indeed you have nothing to worry about, because you really are saved for all practical purposes. The rest is only the outworking of your salvation. And at that moment, you really have nothing to look forward to but love, which is what you are, having made a decision to be love -- love in a billion different iterations.&lt;br /&gt;That is easy to say. And it is really not all that hard to do, when compared to any of the alternatives. At the core of it, love is empty. It is unselfed. It is carefree. It is not complicated. It has no hidden agenda. It is not in any kind of conflict. It is not dividing itself, separating itself and creating all kinds of trouble on that account. It is in fact THE solution, and therefore, happy. This is simple stuff for simple people.&lt;br /&gt;TOP&lt;br /&gt;Of course, people don&#39;t necessarily want to love. And even when people want to love, they aren&#39;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389340769094801346&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 97px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif72lHwVfnFpOegi61iM8KEWKzdeq8zInkH7TXqVk5mlEvXt_wPieNLHLc_h5TKmX2nV4V1YtiQ5Ph8t-kOxsv8bJtar9xnLv5tDIIPI8RVvcGiMJWGBf7TjHkFb5N_kNKxV0JqJsw_mOe/s400/wwwe.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;t necessarily ready or willing to love. But that&#39;s their business. To the extent that a person is unready or unwilling to love, it is simply a tragedy -- actually, more tragedies than you can shake a stick at. But I don&#39;t want to talk about that infinitude of tragedies by which we imprison ourselves. There is no way out of that whole mess except to love truly, sincerely, unstintingly, courageously, and with profound commitment. Apart from love, there are only pain relievers, consolations, symptomatic remedies of all kinds, but no solution whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;Until you make that firm decision be love wholeheartedly, you can focus on anything you want, and every topic that you could focus on represents, in itself, a dead end detour. You will go down that road, no doubt, and you will end up having to turn around and retrace your steps. Eventually, no matter how many detours you decide upon, in time you will come back to love&#39;s embrace. Ultimately all you can learn from every experience is that there is only one solution, and the solution is love. You will come to that, because it has always been so, and will always be so. There is only that one answer to come to in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;Now, you can apply that one answer to everything there is. And it can be very meaningful, very productive, to do exactly that. &quot;What&#39;s love got to do with what I&#39;m doing right now?&quot; you can ask. You can very productively keep asking that question right now and right now and right now, and it will reveal many things. But within all of that, you find that love is a very simple thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#3333ff;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s like I always said it was. I live unselfishly, I live for the beloved. My thoughts are focused. I consider the benefit of the beloved in all things, all the time. I consider: &quot;What are the implications to the beloved of what I&#39;m doing now and now and now?&quot; Will this help the beloved? Will this be of benefit? I look in great detail at exactly what and how the thing I am doing now and now and now will help the beloved. Or heaven forbid, in what way will what I&#39;m doing now and now injure or otherwise harm the beloved? These are the things that one should look at -- the only things.You really want to know what exactly would make the beloved happy. And not just WHAT -- you are much more astute than that if you think with your Buddha mind -- but HOW should you do it? You want to know, &quot;How, in what tone, should I present this flower? With what spirit should I present it?&quot; With your Buddha mind you certainly know this is going to make a difference to the beloved. You want to know what, you want to know why, you want to know HOW to do the presentation of this gift to make the beloved most happy. This is all you care about.&lt;br /&gt;You put your Buddha mind on this. You think deeply about what are the things that would be helpful to the beloved, why those things work, and how they work best. And you come to the conclusion, in your own heart and in your own sincere inquiry, that they work best when they are done wholeheartedly and with all the corners back on. You begin to understand what it means to be wholehearted in your loving. It means to be complete. It means to cut no corner. Then you are given in your entirety, and therefore you are loving. This is what love is: that you give yourself entirely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Is the service I am doing FOR the beloved?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding acts of service, acts of self-sacrifice, ask yourself, &quot;Is what I&#39;m doing a valid service?&quot; If it is for the beloved, it certainly is. If not, then it certainly is not. And furthermore, if you look at your track record of service, you may see there are many corners that could be cut in service. Up to this point, you have cut many of those corners. And however many corners one can manage to cut, you see that the gift is proportionally degraded. Therefore there are many, many corners to put back on to make what you&#39;re doing whole, complete. However many corners can be put back, on the more the gift takes shape as a true love expression in its wholeness, in its completeness, in its sincerity.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Have I cut any corners? If so, what corners can I put back, to make my service whole and complete?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;So, when you look at your acts of service, contemplate, &quot;Have I cut any corners? If so, what corners have I got to put back, to make my service whole and complete?&quot; Consider all the factors in great detail, and perfect them. Ask, &quot;What would make this gift perfect?,&quot; which is precisely the opposite question from asking, &quot;How can I do this minimally? How can I get by?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;This is what it means to be a loving person: to entertain these thoughts with all due care and consideration, with heartfelt simplicity and sincerity. This is love. This is the activity of love, and it has no other activity. It has no other goal, purpose, enterprise, activity, method.&lt;br /&gt;People who have a very strong motivation toward excellence end up considering many, many factors that one might not otherwise think of. You see a reasonable model or facsimile of this idea in an Olympic hopeful. They find themselves involved in sports psychology, deep studies of kinetics, considerations of nutrition. No stone is left unturned by a person who strives for absolute excellence. In that same spirit, how much more would a person who strives to be a true lover consider all the factors that go into love, which could make love the perfection that it wants to be? Certainly if an Olympic candidate would do such a thing, why would we not?&lt;br /&gt;Sincere love is entire, uncontradicted and unconflicted, whole.&lt;br /&gt;Sincerity is all that is really at issue here, because sincerity is that one factor that would cause a person to be whole. When we say sincere, we mean entire, uncontradicted and unconflicted, whole. And it could only be insincerity -- some form of withholding, some form of doubt, some form of reservation -- that could cause anything less than that to happen.&lt;br /&gt;In this you find your creativity. When the whole of what you are is consecrated to love, then you are always casting about for love&#39;s solutions creatively. You are not just trying to be safe by repeating the same old shoulder rub, or whatever else is safe. You are always contemplating the needs of the beloved, and this causes you to be infinitely creative in your responses. &quot;What&#39;s going to work NOW for the beloved?&quot; This is what you would be wondering, now and now and now. The more you wonder it, the more things you would think of, and the more things that you would think of, the more things that you would do. And you would find your wholeness and all of your total creative possibilities in the process of answering that one question in each moment.&lt;br /&gt;Use your Buddha mind and your Quan Yin heart to find the right nuance.&lt;br /&gt;There are very few things within the entirety of your potentiality that would not be embraced and implicated in the consideration of HOW. Maybe there&#39;s a million or a billion possibilities for ways to present this flower with love. But you can find the one in a billion, you can find the nuances that apply to the moment very subtly, with your Buddha mind and your Quan Yin heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this one thing you can follow my example with great confidence. I have certainly left very few stones unturned in my efforts to help you. It is you for whom I write, sing. It is because of your requirements, what you need, that I dig into every possible resource that I personally can think of and express through these various means, depending on what I feel would be most beneficial for you at that moment, and on what I am capable of doing.&lt;br /&gt;This is because I stand for you. I do not stand for myself. I stand for you. You too must have something to stand for in your time. And when you in fact stand for the beloved, when that is your answer, then you will be standing for something worthwhile. The beloved is worth everything that you can be or give.&lt;br /&gt;Love is the highest priority for a lover. That&#39;s all this means. It&#39;s all loving truly means. There is nothing complicated about that. When love is in the first place, love wins. When it is in any other place, it cannot win; whatever is in the first place, will topple it. Therefore love, to be true, must in fact be in the first place, and everything else must be subordinated to love. If that is so, then everything other than love is all disposable. You stand for love. And love itself stands for you.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can stand in the way of a person who loves. Everything that you hold has to be flexible. A lover would not cling onto some pattern or behavior that appreciably damages love&#39;s interests or the interests of the beloved. If your long hair became a problem, it would be cut. And so would your wrong thinking. And so would your problematic attitudes, and so would your toxic beliefs. There is nothing in you that love itself cannot and will not perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Take it all off for love&#39;s sake, and then give it all.&lt;br /&gt;So I say, &quot;Take it all off for love&#39;s sake, and then give it all.&quot; Take off whatever is an impediment, and then give yourself freely without it. Love would have you do that exactly. And love would certainly recognize an impediment for what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Do I have an issue, concern, or attachment that is superior to love in its value to me? If so, what is it?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself, &quot;Do I have an issue, concern, or attachment that is superior to love in its value to me? If so, what is it? Or what are those things?&quot; If love is not on top, I do not have a problem. I have an infinitude of problems. If love is on top, I have nothing to worry about. I have a solution. I have a solution to an infinitude of problems. I have a scissors capable of cutting every hair that gets in the way. And I have a star that certainly outshines everything that can happen either within me or without me in the entire world, or any world. Having a solution, I have nothing to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing like love. No facsimile of love is like love. No gesture, no sacrifice, no experience, nothing is like love. Popularity, manipulation, getting are nothing like love. Things, processes, energies, even those are nothing like love. Love stands beyond all of that. It stands on its own right. Love does not stand for itself. It stands for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffff66;&quot;&gt;Love rules. Let it rule.&lt;br /&gt;Questions for Lovers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6666;&quot;&gt;&quot;What&#39;s love got to do with what I&#39;m doing right now?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What are the implications to the beloved of what I&#39;m doing now and now and now?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;How, with what spirit, should I present this gift to the beloved?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Is what I am doing FOR the beloved?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Have I cut any corners? If so, what corners can I put back, to make my service whole and complete?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Do I have an issue, concern, or attachment that is superior to love in its value to me? If so, what is it? Or what are those things?&quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/feeds/3485992330887157792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/2009/10/solution-of-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2738269808512951227/posts/default/3485992330887157792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2738269808512951227/posts/default/3485992330887157792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/2009/10/solution-of-love.html' title='solution of love'/><author><name>Prem Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14115099291815314415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfyN8fXPve8NH5PNI5rBEWDYsqmw2RECOJyCOuBoGou9muKt0hMeGb_vxHmvjR6796IINeEPhRzx7EmVkHXPotsLR1SxhelD02yKM4gaAPfsFVd6Ogm1viuUkAzgg/s220/DSC06517.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBvuo6gsDDijBsS1iAL_Y4OjgOYBbQXPaUM-YWllrHeapg8TfAfvw9fGC0tuZ8CCcZs1Bpk6Z73ch2pZDIP2oWq4YXhasq4wOHtbQ6nUhJLrzx4-RMLWxnqI16LSbQwfq860PbJH2QsJk7/s72-c/r.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738269808512951227.post-3383392475369867641</id><published>2009-10-05T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T21:23:21.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>defination of love and life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389337325441580978&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh65Scz2DayajyfXJeRZwWPLkilbAucRJ45gL2kVHKoDzBzh72PbCi1c-KmIMYDC7qOgX8JgQofGFAgctSagSP-U9pb6yLLzWJslU85Ybd7WiUPE9LLYqfOKwH4YufxMOUvwTmk3kI2ocS4/s400/dfg.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffff00;&quot;&gt;Life (cf. biota) is a characteristic that distinguishes objects that have self-sustaining biologica&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389337430252047762&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyZV2XkzzqkZrR6K5OYR5Gz1RD0MGmHlzrMzr21euvjneHCSYBkeRj5QZNH3AoUH84yVW9kUSN4eIYGaI0R-ySR-S0D32dU6abHGTFD8IWKE-yFsrWzwpkqZBgiOc8M158F-mEnVsVRmS8/s400/ds.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;l processes (&quot;alive,&quot; &quot;living&quot;), from those which do not[1][2] —either because such functions have ceased (death), or else because they lack such functions and are classified as &quot;inanimate.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;In biology, the science that studies living organisms, &quot;life&quot; is the condition which distinguishes active organisms from inorganic matter, including the capacity for growth, functional activity and the continual change preceding death.[3][4] A diverse array of living organisms (life forms) can be found in the biosphere on Earth, and properties common to these organisms—plants, animals, fungi, protists, archaea, and bacteria — are a carbon- and water-based cellular form with complex organization and heritable genetic information. Living organisms undergo metabolism, maintain homeostasis, possess a capacity to grow, respond to stimuli, reproduce and, through natural selection, adapt to their environment in successive generations. More complex living organisms can communicate through various means.[1][5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffff00;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffff00;&quot;&gt;In philosophy and religion, the conception and nature of life varies, and offer interpretations in the frameworks of existence and consciousness, and touch on many other related issues, such as, ontology, value, life stance, purpose, conceptions of God, the soul and the afterlife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffff00;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffff00;&quot;&gt;what IS the defination of love?&lt;br /&gt;Love is my mom and my dad married for 30plus years. Love is when I gave everything ive g&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389337601831281314&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfIHzfO4aXjPP3OeKbxCMOQsfrlAjFkd_bMG6o3u_-jQpfU4FsVbudiq3Kzlj0Ci-v8_s9EsNN5MQ8ApCsIELeqvpHoSFcRtwiwKjXENZT35GmJMesj1TXsh9xmOXIZ6syYO94PRRis_SL/s400/images.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;ot without never asking anything in return. Love is when my dad hit the hell ut opf me tryingh to correct me. Love is fact nor fiction. Love is love. Love breaks all barriers. My friends are my family. THAT is LOVE. Love is when granpa and granny walking down the streetrs holding hands. Love is when u realise when theres no one to hold u tight, theres me. Love is when u make time to sacrifices. THAT IS LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/feeds/3383392475369867641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/2009/10/defination-of-love-and-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2738269808512951227/posts/default/3383392475369867641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2738269808512951227/posts/default/3383392475369867641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovefinder200.blogspot.com/2009/10/defination-of-love-and-life.html' title='defination of love and life'/><author><name>Prem Kumar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14115099291815314415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfyN8fXPve8NH5PNI5rBEWDYsqmw2RECOJyCOuBoGou9muKt0hMeGb_vxHmvjR6796IINeEPhRzx7EmVkHXPotsLR1SxhelD02yKM4gaAPfsFVd6Ogm1viuUkAzgg/s220/DSC06517.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh65Scz2DayajyfXJeRZwWPLkilbAucRJ45gL2kVHKoDzBzh72PbCi1c-KmIMYDC7qOgX8JgQofGFAgctSagSP-U9pb6yLLzWJslU85Ybd7WiUPE9LLYqfOKwH4YufxMOUvwTmk3kI2ocS4/s72-c/dfg.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>