Love exists. Want proof? Go fall in love.
Neuroscientists will reduce it to brain chemistry, to the actions of chemicals like oxytocin. To me that's like reducing a work of art to its physical and chemical composition, calling a painting just an amalgamation of molecules. That's all a painting is, in the scientific sense. But that says nothing of its true reality, of how its experienced, felt - of what it truly is.
As the Devil said, Love is like eating large quantities of chocolate.
That makes sense, any good relationship will have a good intellectual life as well as a good sex life, and even better yet, a good spiritual life.
A lot of marriages are made without love, a lot of children are raised out of responsibility and in hate, a lot of communities are built out of convenience, and people defend themselves against enemies due to instincts of self-preservation, not love.Originally Posted by Heteronym
Does falling in love, then hating yourself for loving, then hating the other person for making you love him/her, then hating yourself for daring to hate him/her, then hating him/her for hurting you, then hating yourself for not enjoying the pain you deserve, then trying to become one person, then trying to cut the other person off to stop the pain, then becoming frustrated and confused, then wanting to kill the other person and yourself all together, count?
Sounds like love yes. lol.
Strange that so many people fall out of love then.
Go to work, get married, have some kids, pay your taxes, pay your bills, watch your tv, follow fashion, act normal, obey the law and repeat after me: "I am free."
Anon
or they thought they were, but really weren't.
To fall out of love you first have to fall in love. Love therefore exists.
Could "falling out of love" be disillusionment?
Through a glass darkly, we all move in shadows around and around. Who is to know?
I don't know. To me for it to be genuine love it can't be illusioned. There's a difference between love and infatuation. When you're infatuated you perceive the person as being perfect, airbrushed in a way. When you're in love you know your beloved's imperfections and love them all the same. I supposed you could be fooled, as so many of us often are. But then you were loving the act, the lie, not the person.
Really I don't know how anyone could deny the reality of love unless that person has been rather extremely deprived. Love for me has always ended in misery and pain, but I still know its feeling, its power, its truth. Its real, oh yeah, its real. For better or for worse.
Love is a drug to silly people with empty heads. - I am a fool like them.
Last edited by G L Wilson; 08-15-2011 at 06:21 AM.
This love stuff is mindboggling. This nauseates us and we will start behaving irrationally and idiotically. Love does exist indeed when it comes to regeneration or else we would not have been here had our ancient parents had never loved.
Nobody wants to live unloved.
That is why love exists here but malignly
What about lust?
And nobody gets what they want.
Isn't everyone lonely, on a deeper level? Aren't we all deprived?
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