Love, love, love

MY FIFTH, and final, gift for you this Christmas is Love.

I have given you, first of all, Sex.

Then, Good Health.

Then, Money.

Then, Work.

Understand that these five constitute my simple prescription for a happy, meaningful life.

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Understand that you should score in all five departments.

Like, this is the five-point Christmas parol of enlightenment.

The five-point star revelation of the secret to a happy, satisfying life.

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You know what they say about giving Love on Christmas Day.

They say it in the same vein as “all we need is Love”.

I insist that you need more than just Love.

I insist that you need: Good Health, Sex, Love, Money, Work, in any order.

But you need these five elements to have a truly balanced life.

A life worth living.

A life worth sharing.

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What do I mean by the gift of Love here?

Do I mean, romantic love?

Yes, definitely.

Do I mean, love that leads to sex?

If it happens, go!

But in my book, Love is love, and Sex is sex.

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Sometimes, I love people I can’t have sex with.

Sometimes, I have sex with people I don’t necessary have a love connection.

Both ways are okay.

It is what it is.

I don’t stress myself about how to get a healthy serving of all the five elements I prescribe for a happy life.

That’s why I am happy!

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But Love!

I love Love.

I love desperately.

I love with a passion.

I love even if Love often breaks my heart.

I expect much from Love, so I’m often heartbroken.

But that’s okay.

Love gives me so much when I’m in love.

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Because I am almost 50, I love that I still fall in love like a teenager.

I’m also not ashamed that I fall in love with teenagers.

I’m also not embarrassed that I am gay, and I love people of my own sex.

I see nothing wrong with loving people of my own sex.

I think that people love souls, spirits, not the physical bodies.

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I mean, I lust after beautiful bodies.

And sometimes, it’s just lust.

But sometimes, I love some of those I lust after.

More than just lust, I love the beautiful souls inside those beautiful bodies.

That explains why I want to kiss them deep.

Like, I want to fish out from within them their souls.

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I know it’s crazy.

But when people give me their tongue in a kiss, I feel truly connected to them.

The longest French kiss I had was 4:45 minutes timed to the music video version of “The Numa Numa Song”, a.k.a. “Ma Ya Hi”, a.k.a. “Dragostea Din Tei” by the Moldovan pop group O-Zone.

Before that, it was 4:29 minutes of “Yellow” by the band called Coldplay.

The Numa Numa kiss is fairly recent, the Yellow kiss was about 15, maybe 16, years ago.

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I’m quick to confess love.

Because I know when I love someone.

I see a person, and I can tell, I’m just having sex with this person.

I see someone I like, and I say, I’m going to fall in love with this person even if this person does not return my love.

I see someone I really like, and I say, I will marry this person in a heartbeat, even if I can clearly see that the person is not ready for me.

Still, I will love them.

And I will not be shy to tell them I love them.

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Love makes me feel alive.

Human.

Capable of feeling.

Of being vulnerable.

Of being hurt.

No masochism there.

Just opened eyes to realities.

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And so, I survive love.

I survive heartaches after heartaches.

I am Peter Solis Nery.

And I am beautiful.

Not because I do not get hurt, or broken hearted.

But precisely because I survive hurts, and broken hearts.

I hold no grudges.

No regrets.

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I rise up stronger.

Bolder.

Ready to fall in love again.

I may be bleeding all over.

But I am more than just my sorry self now.

I have become Love.

I am Love.

And I am proud of it.

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I am not envious of happy couples.

When I see people in love, I pray for them to survive everything else that will come their way.

When I see someone in love, I pray harder that s/he will be loved back.

I want people to experience love as I have experienced them.

Well, maybe better than I have experienced them.

But definitely, I want people to find love, and enjoy it.

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I know the love of friends, and family, are important.

We should value and honor those.

I also know that the love we give to the poor, the disadvantaged, the marginalized,and the oppressed, is special.

And God bless you if you can be satisfied with the love that you give, and whatever love you get back from them.

But do not delude yourself that that is all the love that you need.

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Some of you may delude yourself that the love of God is everything, and enough, for you.

I will not question that.

Only understand that the keyword in that sentence is “delude”.

Love is something that you feel.

You will feel it when you give it.

You will feel it when you receive it.

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You will most likely feel hurt if you don’t get loved back.

But, somehow, that doesn’t really matter.

The most important thing about love is being able to feel it.

Even being able to recognize it is absent in you.

And when you feel you don’t have love anymore, why, it is then that you should make an effort to love.

You shouldn’t kill love.

You shouldn’t let love die in you.

You lose Love, you lose.

Big time.

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So there’s the love of God, the love of country, the love of neighbors, the love of self, the love of all things evil.

And the love of another person.

Go, give yourself a break.

Pursue that love of the Other.

Even if it seems hopeless.

Even if it makes you desperate, and driven to rash and extreme behavior.

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Go crazy.

And just blame it all on Love.

Because all you need is Love.

And what greater gift to give this Christmas than Love itself?

I’m telling you all this because I love you.

And this is my gift to you.

Merry Christmas!/PN