Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Could the answer be this simple?

How do I know when ....

Some of the lyrics
from "When Its Love" by Van Halen
(Edward Van Halen, Alex Van Halen, Michael Anthony
& Sammy Hagar, on vocals)


Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
Somethin' to fill in the holes
We think a lot but don't talk much about it
'Till things get out of control, oh!

How do I know when it's love?
I can't tell you but it lasts forever, oh!
How does it feel when it's love?
It's just somethin' you feel together
When it's love

You look at every face in a crowd
Some shine and some keep you guessin'
Waiting for someone to come into focus
Teach you your final love lesson


ANITA said...

I think the answer is blowing in the wind..Nice post Fram..i love the song!!and nice to see you out and around the blogs again!!we have a long cold dark winthertime before us..you should come here moer often..wish you a great day Fram..•ღڿڰۣڿ♥ℒℴѵℯڿڰۣڿღ•✿

ANITA said...

psst..i just got a recomandation to visit Island and Svalbard this winther..and i am ready to go for a few days..Ohh what a pity you live soo far away!!we could be friends and travel together!!hehe i make you breakfast and nmorning coffe!!yoo hoo..i am a good chief too.hehheh.sorry this was out of the record..but i had to tease you a little..sorry..muah muah!!•ღڿڰۣڿ♥ℒℴѵℯڿڰۣڿღ•✿

Wind said...

Well...I think is Thanksgiving Day for you! I wish you a happy day, Fram!

Love, as far as I know, it is something with butterflies....with wings, with 'no matter what'.. it is not 'domestic' either....

I wish you my best, Fram, Anita...

ANITA said...

He Heh..i think Fram has gone for a Thanxgiving Vacation❀✽.¸¸.•*`*Wind..❀✽.¸¸.•*`*i wish you a great weekend!Take care ok!❀✽.¸¸.•*`*

Fram Actual said...

The blogs once were more important to me than they are now, Anita. That is why I do not spend as much time here as I once did and why the numbers of my posts continue to shrink each year. Life evolves, life changes, unless a person is forever walking the same path and never venturing in other directions when he comes to a fork in the road. I like to venture the forks.

By the way, I agree the answer to my question could well be blowing in the wind.

And, no travel or vacations for me, at least until spring. My current existence is a matter of completing unfinished obligations before the obstacles in my life have been cleared and pushed aside.

Fram Actual said...

Interpretations to this song could be many, Daliana, and definitions of love might even reach an infinite number, but what this song brought to my mind was the concept that true, real, actual love might only be definable by time. It might be something two people feel together and lasts forever. In other words, it cannot be defined by the measure of anything less than a lifetime. Anyway, that might be as good a definition as any.

Your thoughts -- butterflies, wings, no matter what and not domestic, either -- might easily enter into that realm, too. In any event, I am beginning to think love is not a singular thing in the sense that it cannot be love unless it is an instinct, a feeling, a knowledge that two people actually share as opposed to something that one person believes he feels.

Do I make sense?

Something special ....