"She was known far and wide. People crossed the oceans just to look for her. She was renowned in her writings. People sought after her inspiration, they gave anything to read her manuscripts. There was a man who sold all his possessions in order to start collecting her works. She was a muse, and she did it well. She put her whole soul and spirit into what she did. Every time she put something down on paper, some tears slid down her beautiful face. All because she was a partaker in the afflictions. She was the one she wrote about. It was her pain she wrote about. It was about her fury, desires, actions, strengths, and weaknesses. It was her passion...and she was very open. She was fluent, her words were as smooth as honey, dripping down the throats of those who read them..."
She was very fluent...but she had no LOVE...
"she had no one to love her, so she gave out no love..."
Her story was the opening paragraph of 1 corinthians 13:
"Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I have become a sounding brass or a clanging cymbal."
If these musical instruments are placed in the hands of musical knowledge-deprived people, they would produce horrible sounds. But if placed in the hands of geniuses, people who have been trained to play their tunes, and people who are 100% passionate about music, then the tunes will come alive again.
The same analogy goes into skillful lovelessness. Free your libido. Free your heart. You can be the most sought-after writer, artist, or the most important persona prominente, but all those things minus LOVE equals ZERO. If there is no love in your heart, then you're just like a noisy musical instrument that dictates no passion.
*Love is giving and not expecting back. Love is from the heart. Love projects your passion. People can see when your love is transparent. God is love*