People say that is love what makes the world go around, and they are not too far from the truth. Because instead of time there is only love since we record each moment of lucidity with our minds, and think about things as we cling to them, in a level of love. To think about something to acknowledge its existence it’s a form of love to a certain degree. Time is an illusion where we constantly try to give numbers and order to everything around us, including the order of events. Time has even become even more artificial as we assign a certain amount of what we think are evenly spaced events called seconds in order to quantify the time, and we love this notion greatly as most of us use it without fail every day. But what is an event? An event is a moment of lucidity in wish we take the chance to acknowledge the existence of several things that we believe are happening together in unison. The reason we do this is no other than love, because we want to know, we desire to understand and to record this fleeting moment of lucidness as our own. Anytime we could just stop thinking, and not care about the entire world, maybe our body will then start giving signals as it needs something, but we really need to love our bodies in order to react to those signals, otherwise they would be nonexistent to us. So we have to desire the world in order to see it, we deep inside love what is around us, since it keeps us from the void of madness. And this is why every event is nothing else that love toward the things we believe are around together in an abstract concept we call time. But how can we love the horrible things that happened around us? Why don’t we ignore them? Well as we see them happened to others and to us, we do love them, yet we attach other feelings to those events to cloud what they really are, just moments of loving lucidity for us to explore and perhaps learn to love more, to exist more. If we didn’t acknowledged the existence of the world, the world would cease to exist for us, but because we love the world, it exists.
Love does make the world go round, without it there is only void.