Love

Love is something you can’t describe fully no matter how hard you try. I understand how love is both truthful and unreliable. I mean it’s actual form is really that scattered and variant. It’s more than what other sees; and its form is not just contained inside those who choose to love and respect each other, like best friends; but, it actually exists way beyond their existence as well as this dimension. I feel that lucid dreamers can experience love in its strongest form because they can read thoughts through dreams and sometimes while awake even when their loved ones are located too far away from each other. For example, I always end up calling my close friend who is in another city just when she is about to run in trouble. It’s like my Lucid Knights are still protecting her. Thus, I love God more than the rest because God granted me the mind of a lucid dreamer.