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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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As always these are my thoughts about something I read, watched or heard. They are not aimed at anyone, simply things rambling through my head ameaning I can not sleep.
What is love ? Now that is the question ?
The ancient Greeks called love “the madness of the gods.”
Modern psychologists define it as "the strong desire for emotional union with another person" but that does not really explain what it is.
You ask anyone and each person will respond differently as it can mean so many different things to different people.
Songwriters have described it, “Whenever you’re near, I hear a symphony.”
Shakespeare said, “Love is blind and lovers cannot see.”
Aristotle said, “Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies."
Love is a force of nature, a dynamic and ever changing emotion. However much we try, we can not control it anymore than we can control the moon and the stars. Yes we can believe we have some minor control of it, through dating, seduction and words, but in the long run love is bigger than any of us.
We can invite love into our lives, but we cannot dictate how, when, and where love wil manifest itself in our lives. . We can find ourselves loving someone with no love back. We can also find ourselves loving more that one person at a time.
We can even find yourself loving an individual that is toxic to our being. Love does not come with conditions, stipulations, addenda, or codes. It runs independently of our fears and desires.
We cannot make someone love us, nor can we prevent it from happening. Sometimes it grows and sometimes it fades. We find ouselves in situations in life that due to the fickle nature of love, we have to leave behind past loves, sometimes its our choice sometimes not. At these times we feel that love is over never to be found again, sometimes there is just emptiness, as days turn into weeks.
We then start the wonderful game of love again. pursuing a new fling is scary its full of uncertain, and difficult, we throw the dice and let the fates decide it love is going to enter our lives again, Will this fickle Mistress called love bring us happiness or more pain. Will we be playing the game again soon. Will we never need to play the game again.
Love is hazardous to our mental state yet we still play the game. We wonder why do we put ourselves thrpugh it all. Then we think of those little moments of joy, the forst time you looked into their eyes and you just got lost in them. The way your heart races when they say your name, how the moments with them ma8ke sense of the mad world around us. How they make you want to be a better person. How life just seems fuller when they are next to you.
Our lives are in flux in every experience and moment we have from the day we are born to the moment we move on. and love is one of the greatest amd worse experiences during our whole lives but no matter how you are feeling at this time about love. In the long run it makes life worth living.
"My love is pizza shaped. Won’t you have a slice? It’s circular, so there’s enough to go around."
Dora J. Arod, |
