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Heres a complicated question. How do you tell who your true love is?

"What is love?" A song by the Beatles.
"How do you tell who your true love is?" You're right, that's complicated :rolleyes:

Easy. All love is true; all loves are true.

It had to be done. (http://ckjcwf.ytmnd.com/)

L is for the way you look at me
O is for the only one I see
V is very, very extraordinary
E is even more than anyone that you adore can

Love is all that I can give to you
Love is more than just a game for two
Two in love can make it
Take my heart and please don't break it
Love was made for me and you

L is for the way you look at me
O is for the only one I see
V is very, very extraordinary
E is even more than anyone that you adore can

Love is all that I can give to you
Love is more than just a game for two
Two in love can make it
Take my heart and please don't break it

Love was made for me and you
Love was made for me and you
Love was made for me and you

http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/7/7a/Hk47DefLove.jpg

... Love is knowing your target, putting them in your targeting reticule, and together, achieving a singular purpose against statistically long odds.

It also had to be done.

"Love: the condition where the welfare and happiness of another becomes esssential to one's own" -Robert A. Heinlein
Again, it had to be done.

Heres a complicated question. How do you tell who your true love is?

What is love?!

Oh baby don't hurt me...don't hurt me...no more...what is--ah, damn it, Rhaomi beat me to it.

Okay, how about...Picard IS the Empire: http://anightatthehothberry.ytmnd.com/

Hah. Penultimate choice. No one can post anything better.

Now, to answer the question seriously and wipe my hands clean of YTMND, love is a powerful emotion that at its core is a sophisticated expression of the mating instinct that developed due to the requirement of mating for life, which stemmed from the fact that any baby with a brain the size of a human's needs to be taken care of for quite a while before the child is ready to live on their own. Love, in other words, is nature's tool to keep us together for such an activity and to help propagate the species.

Still, for those of us who are sentient, even recognizing this we can still enjoy love for the higher feelings it gives us, or something like that. I'd be phrasing this more adequately but I'm really tired and I had a lot of blood drawn earlier today at the doctor's.

"Love: the condition where the welfare and happiness of another becomes esssential to one's own" -Robert A. Heinlein
Again, it had to be done.

Nice Nation! Good first post! May all the rest be his quotes ;)

Indeed, what doth Love be? (http://www.starterupsteve.com/flash/html/love.shtml)

I can't be entirely sure about what you mean when you say "true love" but I can offer my two cents on what love in general is.

Now, to answer the question seriously and wipe my hands clean of YTMND, love is a powerful emotion that at its core is a sophisticated expression of the mating instinct that developed due to the requirement of mating for life, which stemmed from the fact that any baby with a brain the size of a human's needs to be taken care of for quite a while before the child is ready to live on their own. Love, in other words, is nature's tool to keep us together for such an activity and to help propagate the species.

It's partially that, I think, but it's also something else. It's what gives us meaning, wards of despair. If a person is honest with themselves and of sufficient intelligence, eventually in life they very well could arrive at the conclusion that life is meaningless and ultimately pointless. It is, but love is the great illusion that keeps that fact from destroying our Will. Even those who never arrive at that conclusion use love as a way to keep themselves from doing so, rather that love be directed towards a personal deity, humanity in general, "all living things" or some other abstraction of the mind.

I suppose, read the wrong way, that could appear to be somewhat cynical. It isn't meant to be. Love is an illusion yes, but it is a glorious illusion. To receive it from my friends and family and even just to see it displayed between others is the reason I get out of bed every morning.

Love is all you need, silly.

That and oxygen, isotonic quantities of water and electrolytes, certain amino acids, carbohydrates, and a core temperature of 37 degrees C. But other than that...

Love is, as with all human emotions, a construct of our social intelligence requiring a more sophisticated solution for basic biological needs as a result of the complexity of that social intelligence. We have love because free sex just doesn't cut it with our big brains, dependence on social systems for survival, and certain limitations on our reproductive rates and successes (i.e., the need for assisted birth resulting from our bipedalism). Love appeared to offer a solution to this dilemma and has come to take on a life of its own in tandem with the evolution of our greater social intelligence into the abstract. Is it a means of ensuring the dispersal and transmission of our genes? Yes, but it represents a novel and sophisticated response to that need, and that novelty and sophistication, as well as how extensively it is shaped and diversified by our societal constructs, is a big part of what makes it special.

Love is like oxygen, you get too much, you get too high, not enough and you're going to die.

Love is one of the few things that shatter the delusion of nihilism.

Easy. All love is true; all loves are true.In Soviet Russia all Truth is Love. This is why many Citizen's of the USSR were sad, and not because there wasn't enough bread.

Love is like oxygen, you get too much, you get too high, not enough and you're going to die.Well too much oxygen can kill you too... so... by that logic...
The doctors say he died of a pulmonary embolism, but I know he died of a broken heart.I forget where that quotes from. A film I think.

Heres a complicated question. How do you tell who your true love is?

Everybody, potentially.
Who you can fall in love with depends mostly on your personal hormonal balance and the chemical imbalances in your brain.

http://img216.imageshack.us/img216/6883/quotewallpaper11gb9.th.jpg (http://img216.imageshack.us/my.php?image=quotewallpaper11gb9.jpg)

:)


for me, love is also putting the person you love's happiness above your own, and wanting to do anything to make them happy.
i'm not sure if there is a way to 'tell' for sure. i guess if you feel these things you'll know

Well too much oxygen can kill you too... so... by that logic...
I forget where that quotes from. A film I think.

simpsons, episode where grandpa simpson falls in love, and gambles a lot

Love is a sense of symbiosis of self between people. That is, when two or more people seek to share and exchange with each other what it means to be who they are.

There is no such thing as a single "true love", though the concept can often be used in situations where this exchange is both successful and enjoyable for all parties involved.

I'm skeptical as to whether or not it actually exists, but that's just me. Everyone else have fun with it.

I am love!

I am love!

Can we touch you?

Heres a complicated question. How do you tell who your true love is?


Heh not to burst your bubble but true love? what are you asking, how to tell the differance between one persons who sets off certian chemical electiric events in your brain and another that does the same?

Can we touch you?

Yes.

http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/7/7a/Hk47DefLove.jpg

... Love is knowing your target, putting them in your targeting reticule, and together, achieving a singular purpose against statistically long odds.

It also had to be done.

Yes.:D

Otherwise, I don't really understand love, but that doesn't matter to me, anyway.

*touches

Ewwww... when did love last have a shower?

Last night. :)

Yes.

*touches

Ewwww... when did love last have a shower?

http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/7/7a/Hk47DefLove.jpg

... Love is knowing your target, putting them in your targeting reticule, and together, achieving a singular purpose against statistically long odds.

It also had to be done.

meat bag :D

Baby don't hurt me, don't hurt me, no more

Baby don't hurt me, don't hurt me, no more

Don't even try and tell me you didn't know someone else had already posted that.

Love is a conspiracy by the music industry, so they can keep flogging silly love songs.

Love is one of the few things that shatter the delusion of nihilism.

Replacing one delusion with another?

Don't even try and tell me you didn't know someone else had already posted that.
It's all about variation babeh (http://www.starterupsteve.com/flash/html/love.shtml)

"Love: the condition where the welfare and happiness of another becomes esssential to one's own" -Robert A. Heinlein
Again, it had to be done.

Gah! Beat me to it!

Heres a complicated question. How do you tell who your true love is?
Well, for one thing, they would never be so insipid as to say "true love." Particularly since they know I would immediately launch into, "Wuv, twoo wuv, will fowow you foweva...and eva..."

Well, for one thing, they would never be so insipid as to say "true love." Particularly since they know I would immediately launch into, "Wuv, twoo wuv, will fowow you foweva...and eva..."

I miss Peter Cook :(

Love is all you need, silly.

That and oxygen, isotonic quantities of water and electrolytes, certain amino acids, carbohydrates, and a core temperature of 37 degrees C. But other than that...
.

certain kinds of fatty acids and vitamins are also needed and cholesterol, but maybe your body can make it's own?

Heres a complicated question. How do you tell who your true love is?

She swallows.

She swallows.

Cluich FTW!

love is a two dollar hooker on a cold night
i think thats how that line goes

Ah, is there any love thread on NSG not virtually instantly disintegrated into ytmnds, HK-47 and lewd jokes?

Cats are love incarnate. Without cats there would be no love in the world.

http://www.stories.vaty.net/2006/09/wht-is-love.html

She swallows.

Cluich FTW!

*takes a bow*

Thank you. Thank you. I'll be here all week. Don't forget to tip your waitress.

Next week, I'll be in Vegas. Carrot Top will opening for me. :p

Ah, is there any love thread on NSG not virtually instantly disintegrated into ytmnds, HK-47 and lewd jokes?

Why should there be? ;)

Cats are love incarnate. Without cats there would be no love in the world.

http://i134.photobucket.com/albums/q100/TheSteveslols/caek.jpg

Why should there be? ;)
Well, they only enter the love threads but why should there be any threads here spared the glory of those three things?

Cats are love incarnate. Without cats there would be no love in the world.

Seek professional help immediately.

http://memepedia.info/images/e/e6/Hugstiem.jpg

Seek professional help immediately.As it turns out the professionals actually think that you type of people are the insane ones. That's what they told me last time.

As it turns out the professionals actually think that you type of people are the insane ones. That's what they told me last time.
Were they patting you on the head?

http://www.lumi.at/images/weblog/worst_album_cover/let_me_touch_him.gif

Oh dear god.

Can we touch you?

http://www.lumi.at/images/weblog/worst_album_cover/let_me_touch_him.gif

As it turns out the professionals actually think that you type of people are the insane ones. That's what they told me last time.

You mean the professionals that speak to you inside your head?

You mean the professionals that speak to you inside your head?

Were they patting you on the head?

Well the imaginary ones were patronising me and patting me on the head, but the real ones were testing somesort of gaming device... instead of using your sense organs as input devices it plugs right into your brain for a more intensive gaming experience.

edit: You never asked what type of professionals they were... c.c

Cats are love incarnate. Without cats there would be no love in the world.

as a professional, i'd have to say i agree! :):fluffle:

Love is... not minding if he cums in your hair.

Oh Mr Wiggles - such nuggets of wisdom doth sprout from your little furry mouth.

Ewwwwwww

Love is... not minding if he cums in your hair.

Oh Mr Wiggles - such nuggets of wisdom doth sprout from your little furry mouth.

love is what ever the booze is in the bottle your drinking from

http://www.stories.vaty.net/2006/09/wht-is-love.html

That was great up to the prayer BS :(

Love is... not minding if he cums in your hair.

Oh Mr Wiggles - such nuggets of wisdom doth sprout from your little furry mouth.

Ewwwwwww

I've gotta agree with the If-guy on this one. I think I just threw up in my mouth.

I've gotta agree with the If-guy on this one. I think I just threw up in my mouth.

Or in her eye. That wasn't advice from Mr Wiggles but from experience. How we laughed whilst she got the tissue.

Or in her eye. That wasn't advice from Mr Wiggles but from experience. How we laughed whilst she got the tissue.

Oh dear god......

No shite, huh, mate? And I thought some of the stuff I've posted here was sick...

It is.....;)

Or in her eye. That wasn't advice from Mr Wiggles but from experience. How we laughed whilst she got the tissue.

Oh dear god......

No shite, huh, mate? And I thought some of the stuff I've posted here was sick...

Love is the feeling you get when you play Half-Life.

http://whatishl.ytmnd.com/

No shite, huh, mate? And I thought some of the stuff I've posted here was sick...

No shite. I had a higher volume due to a small period of abstinence. Things got in hand and I now think my member qualifies for sharp-shooter status.

:sniper:

No shite. I had a higher volume due to a small period of abstinence. Things got in hand and I now think my member qualifies for sharp-shooter status.

:sniper:

And that's supposed to be impressive - why?

And that's supposed to be impressive - why?

Everyone knows that real men can cum in a squirrels eye from 50 yards.

Everyone knows that real men can cum in a squirrels eye from 50 yards.

Really? Then why the hell can no man on this planet hit the toilet? It's the same tool after all

And that's supposed to be impressive - why?

Not meant to be impressive - but three feet from target into something the size of a coin - shooting from the hip so to speak.

Really? Then why the hell can no man on this planet hit the toilet? It's the same tool after all

You need the barrel to be straight to shoot properly. No one would be killed by guns if the barrels where all floppy.

Really? Then why the hell can no man on this planet hit the toilet? It's the same tool after all

You need the barrel to be straight to shoot properly. No one would be killed by guns if the barrels where all floppy.

You need the barrel to be straight to shoot properly. No one would be killed by guns if the barrels where all floppy.

Nice try, but I'm not buying it. They don't hit the bowl with morning wood either.

Really? Then why the hell can no man on this planet hit the toilet? It's the same tool after all

It's one of life's great mysteries.

http://img184.imageshack.us/img184/5656/roxburygl7.gif

This is love.

You're sinking to new depths, my friend.

Thank you.

Everyone knows that real men can cum in a squirrels eye from 50 yards.

You're sinking to new depths, my friend.

Really? Then why the hell can no man on this planet hit the toilet? It's the same tool after all

Same gun, yes. Different ammo. ;)

Nice try, but I'm not buying it. They don't hit the bowl with morning wood either.

Unless I'm abnormal you have to wait for that to go before you can.

Nice try, but I'm not buying it. They don't hit the bowl with morning wood either.

If you try it standing with morning wood you hit the ceiling! I myself, if awakening with a cock like a blind cobbler's thumb and needing to micturate, have to sit down touching the floor with one hand and aim the old fella with the other. Kurt Cobain couldn't get a better shot.

This thread is not a good example of Love.

Love is - anal lovin' without the complainin'.

It had to be done. (http://ckjcwf.ytmnd.com/)

Thanks, you saved me the effort. :p

I suppose, read the wrong way, that could appear to be somewhat cynical. It isn't meant to be. Love is an illusion yes, but it is a glorious illusion. To receive it from my friends and family and even just to see it displayed between others is the reason I get out of bed every morning.
How is love an illusion? Your argument seems to rest on the assumption that emotions are pointless illusions. I disagree.

Heres a complicated question. How do you tell who your true love is?

I don't. Two failed crushes makes you want to give up on that kind of thing. But, if I had to, I'd say if you loved them both for how hot they are and their personality makes you smile, you've hit the bullseye.

Oh dear god.

:D

Indeed, what doth Love be? (http://www.starterupsteve.com/flash/html/love.shtml)

this (http://whatismariobros.ytmnd.com/)should have been in there.

True love? Either you're in love, or you're not. That's the defenition of 'true love', and frankly only you can tell whether or not you are in love. It pisses me off when older people will tell you that you can't possibly know what love is, as if they have figured it out and you're just starting life's journey or something. It's a matter of perspective.

That being said, I think you're in love when you realize that you not only care deeply about everything the object of your affection does, but that person returns the affection. That's pretty much it. Trust is also important. If you don't trust the person, it's not love. It's obsession, control and jealousy.

I'm no expert however.

Heres a complicated question. How do you tell who your true love is?

If y' have to ask, you don't got it.

Mind'yeh, there's a difference between lust And love. I remember someone asked me a while ago t odescribe love and i said imagine the object of your affections throwing up all over you. I mean completely emptying their guts all over your shirt and pants. If after that, you still have the same feeling for them, its love. Or disgust.

I shall remember that. :)

It's something I think has changed me for the worse... :(

"Love: the condition where the welfare and happiness of another becomes esssential to one's own" -Robert A. Heinlein
Again, it had to be done.

Very cool. Now, which book is it from?

I have another question about love. Is it more in the conscious or subconscious mind? because both don't always agree and so I think that also applies to love, where you'd consciously love a chick but you sub dislikes her for some reason or the other way around.

I don't. Two failed crushes makes you want to give up on that kind of thing. But, if I had to, I'd say if you loved them both for how hot they are and their personality makes you smile, you've hit the bullseye.

Teehee, building experience, are we?

Love is patient; love is kind; love is not envious or boastful or arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice in wrongdoing, but rejoices in the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.

Love is stepping backwards off a cliff, not knowing how high up you are, or if anyone's going to catch you.

Love is stepping backwards off a cliff, not knowing how high up you are, or if anyone's going to catch you.

...Really? Cuz, thinking on all the cliffs I've stepped off, I'm suprisingly alive, emotionally speaking.

...Really? Cuz, thinking on all the cliffs I've stepped off, I'm suprisingly alive, emotionally speaking.

Well, you usually survive. In fact, you often get much stronger.


I have another answer, too: Love is what makes a girl cry when she walks into a room and finds her on-again off-again casual boyfriend on top of me, whispering in my ear. Oops.

Love : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wYQAdV8ms-g

Love is something you get from eating chocolate. Look it up, its true.

I have another question about love. Is it more in the conscious or subconscious mind? because both don't always agree and so I think that also applies to love, where you'd consciously love a chick but you sub dislikes her for some reason or the other way around.

i'd say it has more to do with the subconcious, whatever that is, cuz it's not often one has concious control over feelings of love.

Heres a complicated question. How do you tell who your true love is?

Those internet chain letter dealies.

Teehee, building experience, are we?

Lolz. I haven't met anyone like that yet. But, an idiot can hope.

Love is a battlefield. *nod*

love is nothing more than a chemical imbalance in the brain.

love is nothing more than a chemical imbalance in the brain.

So is genius.

Love is like oxygen, you get too much, you get too high, not enough and you're going to die.

Quoted for truth.