Writing To Remember

She took the pen and started writing convulsively. She crammed as if the inability to write will erase all the previous thoughts she kept repeating on the way home. She began writing without even directly and consciously knowing what is being written. And when she was done, or at least when the pen stopped moving, she read the scribbles out loud:

Life is given not so that you can suffer but so you can experience the great feeling of being loved, enjoyed, desired, wanted, and cared of. Nothing really is real but the perfection of mind and the heavenly taste of love - pure unadulterated love. What you see is created by the force that lies within you; by the mind that is located in you. It is your decision to channel this force to make your life a piece of heaven on earth. There is no reason for you to be in pain because life is not about pain but to savor the flavors all around. Leave that which only drags you down. Leave that which does not bring joy or bliss. Leave that which only takes and never gives in return. Leave that which does not love.