people can do strange things in the name of love. they can kill, suppress, obliterate and deny. they can hurt, hate and destroy.

and then theres the things people do for love.

out of and in love.

it might be the joys of spring and bursting buds in the canalside hedgerows i’ve just walked past but i’ve been thinking that surely the best of life is that which is created in the expansive security which true love provides.

of all the beautiful things in the world, of all the art, music, architecture, literature, film, poetry. of all the feats of endurance, of sporting prowess, of academic, philosophical or scientific research and discovery. of all that was ever created to bring joy or to say thanks, the best and most affecting are those which came from the place of surity in the creator’s heart that they could and would accomplish what they had set out to do because they were doing it for love, with passion and confidence, with scope to fail and even more scope to achieve.

and despite what the first law of thermodynamics says about energy not being created or destroyed it seems that the exception which continues to prove that rule is when you open up to the possibilities of honestly loving something (or someone) it comes back at you ten fold.

and in a funny way that means the pressures off.

that old adage about setting that which you love free and having it return to you, i’d always thought was an angsty self sacrificial paean to accepting all manner of ill treatment in the name of love but i’d been putting the emphasis in all the wrong places in the sentence, in fact, maybe it should say if you love something then you let it free.

anyhoo, since we’re all a bit busy at hl’s various london outposts and things might be quiet this week i’m going to take the self indulgent liberty of posting my favourite birthday present, something which i’ve been looping so much that i’m starting to hear the hook in the city’s twilight chorus, passing shop doorways i think i catch it on a radio and the hydraulic closing of tube doors on the jubilee line mimics it’s tempo perfectly, from the crazy exclusive ‘in the light of day’ ep a man called horse spreads a little love in all your directions with this beautiful piece of work.

a man called horse - the way you want