Chris Whitenack, Writer
*Leans back on the couch, lights a smoke, exhales. Looking at you, considering your obvious physical beauty, but enjoying the delicious beauty of the thoughts in your mind, more.
Smiles warmly, finally speaks, as He inhales again*


Wrap your mind around this simple word:
Everything.
Then think, there’s more to Everything than you could possibly know, in your lovely head.
i know.
We cannot.

Love is Everything.
All of it.
More.
It continuously grows.
Expansive.
No breadth, width, or measure of any man made constraint.
Here’s another mindblower:
Limitless.
I call that Anything and Everything.
And *that* still puts a boundary on it.
Because they are words. 
Our words.
And they are part of this Everything, just like
We are.
Yes, I am saying We are Love.
and that all We do, say, think, breathe,eat, shit, destroy(which is the silliest of our illusions, as if We are Powerful. *snorts*), build, fuck, see and on and on…
Experience in total.
It’s Everything.
Now, my lovely, exotically thought ridden friend…
ask your question again:
Does Love ever Die?

*exhales last drag, stamps out smoke, stands and stretches, zips up black hoodie, holds out hand*
Chew on that while we go for a walk. i like walking.


Chris Right Here, Right Now.

*Leans back on the couch, lights a smoke, exhales. Looking at you, considering your obvious physical beauty, but enjoying the delicious beauty of the thoughts in your mind, more.

Smiles warmly, finally speaks, as He inhales again*

Wrap your mind around this simple word:

Everything.

Then think, there’s more to Everything than you could possibly know, in your lovely head.

i know.

We cannot.

Love is Everything.

All of it.

More.

It continuously grows.

Expansive.

No breadth, width, or measure of any man made constraint.

Here’s another mindblower:

Limitless.

I call that Anything and Everything.

And *that* still puts a boundary on it.

Because they are words. 

Our words.

And they are part of this Everything, just like

We are.

Yes, I am saying We are Love.

and that all We do, say, think, breathe,eat, shit, destroy(which is the silliest of our illusions, as if We are Powerful. *snorts*), build, fuck, see and on and on…

Experience in total.

It’s Everything.

Now, my lovely, exotically thought ridden friend…

ask your question again:

Does Love ever Die?

*exhales last drag, stamps out smoke, stands and stretches, zips up black hoodie, holds out hand*

Chew on that while we go for a walk. i like walking.

Chris Right Here, Right Now.

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