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Francis Arevalo. The Poet. Donnel Barroso. The Interpretive Dancer. HA, kidding. This is first of many poetry shorts with COTCIA (in affiliation with Nonducor) and it's newest mind Francis Arevalo. Thanks for watching, hope you enjoy it. Yeah, this is all the writing I'm going to be doing. "captions". ha. Sorry, keepin' the goods in the journal for now. Again, enjoy the video. Thanks. - God is Love

"Can I go to the washroom? "

Before I teach. I must learn. From you, mostly. Before I write. I must read.

Excuse me, while I educate myself...- God is Love

Textbook Love...Love is > Than "Encyclopedias and Horoscopes"

I am the best lover anyone will ever have. Period.

Check it. I know everything there is to know about love. Wikipedia the word "love". I wrote that! They should just put my picture in the middle of that heart. I can say "I love you" in 10 different languages. I'll always always be there for you. You know, when you're sad or mad or happy or whenever! Do all the little things you love. Love is perfect. Therefore, my lovin' is perfect. So if you want to know what love is just ask me, I got alllllll the answers for you.

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not...boast.

Sharing, means caring. That's all it boils down to. To that simple phrase that I learned from watching Barney in the 1st grade. Our facts and knowledge can only take us so far but it'll never break the 1st barrier through to someones heart. The knowledge of our love shouldn't lift us up over others. Are you seriously going to go up to your boyfriend/girlfriend during an argument and say :

"Hey, I know more about love than you okay?!"

Our love should be edifying, encouraging, motivating to each other. And if it's not, then that love that you think you have isn't worth a penny. Knowledge makes our head grow bigger, but love, builds us up. That's what makes God's Love, forever. Instead of those temporary fixes.

Care to share? - God is Love

Textbook Love...Love is > Than "Sweet Words and Symphonies"

I love you? I love you. I. Love. You. Iloveyou. 143.

I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you. Tired yet? We put those 3 words at the top of our mouths like chewing gum. And when we feel the need to use it, we start chewing. Chewing those 3 words until it's flavorless and hard. Out of nervousness? Out of, desperation? Out of, laziness?

We throw it out there sometimes because we feel like it, not because we actually feel. Like it. Because we're not sure, but we want to so sure. We make ourselves believe that we do. We wrap our "I love you" with long letters and metaphors, things that only him and her would smile about. When we're done. We stick it right back up to the top of our mouths, until we feel like chewing again.

Love is not saying "I love you" when you don't know. Love is just being there. Shoot, if we're not willing to work for Love, we can sure bet that we don't know what it is. We must know what Love is, before we can say it.

This one girl asked me "Do you love me?" and I I really thought I did. But I realized, I didn't. I never made any sacrifices on their behalf. The power behind the "I Love You" is the motive of the love, of God in our hearts. The power of our "I Love You" isn't vocabulary, diction, cleverness. The power is the genuine, loving heart of a girl and boy who has the message.

We can keep chewing that gum, and pull out lines that will make Shakespeare wish he'd thought of that, but without Love. It's just ringing in our ears. It's much more than the things we say. It's never late, to really mean it. To really love, God's love. So, just chew another piece already? - God is Love

Textbook Love

So it's almost Valentines Day and I was thinking if I should post my regular, "Why is Valentines Day even a day?" post. My single self should be hating on this day made for couples but this year I figured, hey. This is day is to show someone or people whom you love and care about how much you love and care about them. Ha. It's not just about couples going on romantic dates or just doing nothing at all. Flowers being delivered to her office or letting him watch the Lakers game while her favorite show is on. The day is about love. And if you're an avid reader of this blog you know that I always end it with "God is Love". And it's truth. I know most of you know your "type love" but let me tell you about how GREAT it really is. To love someone, and how important it is. I love all you guys so here we go, here's my "Textbook Love" series. Hope you "love" it. - God is Love

Conversations with my Room..."Cleaning To Clean"

I got things layin' 'round my room. Everything placed where it shouldn't. It's fine for the time being. It's at the perfect clutter stage. Sort of like when the length of your hair is perfect to the shape and size of your head. ha. However, we know in about a week or so, it'll just get, "too long". That's what my rooms like.

Folded laundry on top of the dresser, guitar on my bed, magazines on the floor, clothes I decided not to wear that day rolled in a ball in my closet. Disco ball turning in the daylight.

Last night I made eggs. Shitty ones. (note to self: Nina Aguasa needs to make my eggs) I took it up to my room as usual but when I had finished. I looked around my room. Couldn't find a spot to put my plate. Right then, I noticed...

"Holy crap, my rooms a mess"

I took the folded laundry and stuffed it into my dresser replacing it with my plate.

This morning I woke up and I took my plate down to the kitchen, picked up my guitar that slept beside me, hung up my clothes in the closet, turned off my disco ball, knowing that in a week or so, I'll have to do it all over again. Time for a new haircut I see. - God is Love