Edward Nygma (
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[video] riddle, riddle on the wall
[The man is dressed in a classy suit with green highlights, using needlessly dramatic lighting as he starts to talk, very master of ceremony.]
ImPorts and Very ImPortants!
[He turns the camera around to show a wall that he has artfully decorated with a word cloud. Yes, he has put a lot of work in.]

Some of you might have enjoyed the riddle page of the Heropan Post before. I've been architect of it for a few months now. You're welcome!
Yet here I come to you with a riddle that I can't ever seem to quite figure out by myself.
[The camera is turned around again and he can be seen slowly drawing a heart in the air with two fingers as he talks.]
I'm worthless to one but priceless to two. What am I?
I am love.
Wait! That's not the riddle that leaves me puzzled. It goes deeper. One of the few questions where I'm not certain of the answer yet. Whenever I think I know, I get thrown for a loop.
So.
What is love?
Or, should I ask, what is it to you?
ImPorts and Very ImPortants!
[He turns the camera around to show a wall that he has artfully decorated with a word cloud. Yes, he has put a lot of work in.]

Some of you might have enjoyed the riddle page of the Heropan Post before. I've been architect of it for a few months now. You're welcome!
Yet here I come to you with a riddle that I can't ever seem to quite figure out by myself.
[The camera is turned around again and he can be seen slowly drawing a heart in the air with two fingers as he talks.]
I'm worthless to one but priceless to two. What am I?
Wait! That's not the riddle that leaves me puzzled. It goes deeper. One of the few questions where I'm not certain of the answer yet. Whenever I think I know, I get thrown for a loop.
So.
Or, should I ask, what is it to you?
text YOU SUCK ED
What are you even doing?
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I already read up on the subject, now I'm trying an opinion based study.
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END THIS.
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Regardless, I am finishing my research.
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You can't research love, Ed. You either feel it or you don't.
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You either feel it or you don't. And if you don't feel it now, you don't feel it.
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What is love to you?
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Love is ineffable. Love is just something you know in your heart that escapes all logic and description.
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What strength.
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I don't understand it and I can't reason with it or change it. I have tried, believe me but it's not going away. The easiest way to discover how it makes you weak or strong is to experience it. I can't say I have any experience before, besides my mother, that I can compare to.
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[Understatement.]
I know what love feels like. What it might or should make someone do, that's a different question.
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Because I don't believe this is the same situation. For one, I know you're a murderer and for another, I like to think you've evolved past that kind of impulse.
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You're overthinking this. If you let every little bad idea stop you from having love then you will never have it. You must trust me.
Do you trust me? I trust you.
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This 'little bad idea' could have either or both of us destroyed. When has good come from your love? Or from mine?
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I suppose if you don't see this.
You don't see it.
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which is a lot closer to certainty.
I'm not dismissing it, I'm trying to analyse it.
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To be daring and bold, to take risks for profitable ventures, that is how I have always lived. I have suffered every step but I always get what I want. That can be a good outcome or a bad one. Sometimes bad things will happen and this could all end horribly. It could, however, be the best thing to ever happen to you.
Analyse it all you like, you'll never know until you try.
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You trust me, yes?
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[Well. You know. Kinnnnnnnnnnda.]
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