Penny for my thoughts?

Got a penny, Sire?! A penny for my thoughts?! Well, get a jar of them, will ya?!

Thoughts are strictly prohibited. With a huge red sign!!! Why such a strong stance?! Why O’ Why?! Well, I think too much, or so have been told. So with a nod, this sunny gal decided, uh uh, no more thinking for me. With a firm shake of head! Aint gonna have any thinking up there. But then, a few random mavericks sneak in.

What knocked at me today is the L-word and its categorizations. Devine Love and having mentioned that, I’m still waiting for some urgent divine interventions here, ya know, anybody up there?! Why is it considered the highest form, if at all? Maybe, for the sole reason that it might be the most selfless feeling possible? Cuz I definitely don’t see G.O.D giving u a hug or a peck till you trod this planet, mate. Love for a fellow human(s) is pretty cool too. Consider, how the dynamics change with just a single ‘s’. I love animals. For what reason, I have no clue. I have always loved them. I’m thankful that the world could never make me cynical enough to part me with that feeling. You might love your car, your Louis Vuittons or your Manolo Blahniks. No one is taking that feeling away from you, hon!

I believe (and m totally up for a discussion!), more than what you love; it’s the feeling that’s more important. We, the best creation of nature and sadly, the worst, have the capability of feeling something. Well, then, you need to have a soul to feel something. Considering the number of bipedals roaming the planet without one, that’s a very tough thing to happen.

Does the author have a soul? The author definitely would like to believe so, vehemently. But then prohibition of thoughts precludes the debate on the possession of a soul or the lack of it. Maybe, that jar might help to make the day a little brighter and turn it into a love-lier world! :o)