Oct
11
2007
| What is Love? |
| Written by Will | |||
| Thursday, 11 October 2007 | |||
 Human thought and rationalization has truly muddled the definition of love. Passion, deep affection, warm personal attachment, sexual desire, sexual intercourse, a strong embrace, etc.. are some of the words found to describe it. There are entire sections of bookstores dedicated to defining it to its fullest. Philosophers spent their entire lives contemplating on the perfect metaphor of it. But, you know what? It's not as complicated as we make of it. Love is universal. And very dynamic. It is present across societies, race, sex, generations, and even intellect. It is possible to love without an intellectual cause. Is it fair to label the interaction between a mother fox and her young as "loveless" because the lack of intellect? Absolutely not. Simply put: Love is the selfless desire for another to be happy. "Love suffers long, and is kind. Love never fails. There was a moth once who lived in a forest. Every night she flew to a clearing where a cabin stood, in which a hermit lived. The hermit spent night after night reading by the light that came from the flame in the lamp. The flame was covered with the glass lampshade. The moth fell in love with the flame. The invisible barrier of the glass lampshade separated the moth from her beloved, the flame. So the moth spent night after night beating her wings against the glass lampshade till morning. Other moths in the forest could not understand such passion. Look at yourself, you are all banged up, who needs love like that, they said laughing to the moth in love. But she never listened to them, and flew to the clearing again as the dusk fell. Then one day as she was beating her wings against the glass, the lampshade shattered. The moth flew straight into the flame, and she became the flame. The perfect unity of the lovers had been achieved. Love is an activity, not an emotional state. I think to love a woman means to take action motivated by my wish to make her happy, on her own terms. She is a human being, she has her own idea of happiness, based on her experience. She might have the wrong idea from my point of view, and I might do something kind to convince her that my idea of happiness would be better for her - and yet ultimately she is the one who has to decide what happiness means for her. She makes the choice what she wants her life to be like. It is not possible to own a human being. Attachment is neurotic and destructive. Compassion, emotional generosity, kindness are creative. If I love a woman, I want her to be happy. But she chooses her happiness. If she is happy with me, my love is fulfilled. If she is truly happy without me - or with someone other than me - my love is fulfilled. That is what love is all about." Quoted from D. Vorontzov.
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“You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.” Dr. Seuss |
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