Hehwell but correct me if Im wrong I sortof seem to rember from my brief stint doing thanawi ( kind of like a level) arabic that both rctypal arbic love stories Antar and Ablah and quais & Layla / Layal and magnun turned up in the 50 years pre islam. And isnt the version called Layla and magnun the much later version written by Sufai scholar?
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Ah yes varients of "layla and majnun" story must have existed before Nizami wrote the "definitive" version around 11th century.Originally Posted by Nightshade
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I heard once that happiness is a mental illness. It takes away your ability to see things how they really are. I guess you could say that. But I'm a realist all the time, no matter how happy I am.
I really can't say much because I don't have much...experience in the area.I mean, I've had crushes, but nothing too burning like love. Right? I dunno. I don't worry about it. I'm only 15.
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Oh yes yes yes ! ur right ...LOL crazily i agree!+
Thanks for the thread ....Oh yes I am love sick from a long time
plus he does not know!
I can't remember where I saw this (it may have been on Dispatches on Channel 4, actually), but >apparently<, the chemical composition in one's brain when in love, is similar to that of a person who suffers from OCD.
From personal experience, I'd say that yes, love IS a mental illness. When I'm around 'him' I can't think straight, I'm not myself, and when I'm away from him, I obsess, worry, and fret. Oh yeah- and I go back for more, every single time, no matter what was dished out the last time.
Naked except for a cigarette, you let your mind drift and forget your disbelief. Feel the chill down your back and the flutter of wings through dandelion fields, and forget the pull of gravity in a night without stars.
I lack eloquence and commitment to my arguments. They are half baked, and I will begin passionately, and then abandon them.
Love is not a mental sickness. In many ways its a necessity of life... How often do we want some one to care, to take care to be with... True love is never a mental sickness. It only enhances the kidn of person you are. If we say loveis a sickness then livng independently with no strings attached can also be termed as illness. It is just how you percieve things and how much of importance love or being independent has towards you. I would say love is a beautiful feeling if you are in love with that one person who is truly deeply in love with you
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I just want only one "thing"and that's EVERYTHING
Love as action or love as feeling ...
(I think you're talking about the feeling.)
Is hate a mental illness?
Is jealousy a mental illness?
If everything is illness, what miserable being we humans are! ...
It's tough to get inlove, sometimes. But it's part of life. You have to deal with it.
I hear and get to know a lot about people killing people "because o love", or even killing themselves (it's kind of common in literature ...), or diing "of love" ... I think that, however interrelated, these things haven't necessarily to do with each other. The action of killing someone, as well as of commiting suicide for sentimental reason are decisions a person makes. And diing because of feelings has to do with depression. If you love someone else more than yourself, you might die because of the feeling. But if you love to live, you live along, no matter what.
Hurt, all right, but yeah, you live along.
That's what I think.
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At its best, love is healing, and if it is not healing, it is not love.
Zen master Thich Nhat Hanh has some fascinating views on it - his and Tara Brach's have been the most transforming teachings I've encountered.
Just two are, "You must love in such a way that the person you love feels free."
And "In true love, you attain freedom."
And, it takes many lifetimes, so to speak, to get to that place where you only wish well for others. . as R.D. Laing described it, that's pretty much what it is - only wishing well for anyone, and everyone you meet.
I can see how hate could be a mental illness, since it causes distress, but I don't see how love could be. If something is a mental illness one would expect to look for a cure for it.
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