Bitter or sweet? Inside or outside?

It is always a search for something in life, a purpose that seemingly drives everyone forward. Is it reall the case, or is the search itself the driving force. Somehow or rather, I find myself stuck in the oh-so-familiar situation of being 'lost' and 'without a purpose/goal'. It's a process I have gone through countless times, only to find myself motivated to looking for something that drives me through, to another situation where I realise it's something else I want. It's not vicious, it's plain retarded.

Maybe love is. That's what they all say - to find someone you can spend your life with, feeling contented. And love feeds you, emotionally of course. It satisfies the hunger in you for something you might have been deprived of, or that might have been forcefully seized from you.

But how insulting and demeaning it would be to catagorize love as a purpose in life. It should be born of nothingless and supported throughout by that; not built upon the emotional greed, companionship and satisfaction we might crave, and in some cases, thrive on.

Love is not the foundation, it is the icing.

Stop acting deep by denenouncing the superficiality in savouring the icing when you do not truly appreciate things as they are on the inside. Don't claim to appreciate and love what you do not. You hardly even know what is on the inside - and you love that that you do not see or understand? If you have no eyes to see what is within, keep it to yourself.

Just lick the icing and enjoy its sweetness. Don't bring unwanted bitterness upon the people around you who are waiting to have a taste of it.