The time as come to suffer, for there is love in the air, this will bring you joy, not a angel could have felt better, or the pain of a thousand swords, pearsing your heart, with the power of Gods’ hand. Love is meant for joy, and nothing more, but when used wrong you will not see what is coming, for what is coming is beyond any mind, beyond any dream, beyond what is possible. Love bring certain things, but not joy, also the following pain and hate, love brings with it. Pain and hate follows hand in hand together with love.

Love brings jealousy, jealousy brings anger, anger brings suffering, suffering brings chaos, chaos is the seed needed to feed a new generation of man. And as the years pass by, man will grow love and it will happen again, great nations will fall, life as people knew it will fall, love will have conquered again, for love has a side, no man will see before it is too late, man will fail again, and this springs a better generation, but it is not too late now? Too late to change what happened? Some might say yes, but some has the belief things were meant to change, a certain ‘One’, the One who was created to bring an end to love. The One will come when the time is right, but he has things to concern about, which could split any normal person apart. He has to choice weather or not who shall live and who shall die. Love has a power unknown to man, and when digging into it, will only bring you one step closer to insanity. There are many ways to heaven. Someone who was meant for you one day and ask you on question. Yes, love is meant for joy, and nothing more.