Dislocated thoughts on dissasociation

Saturday, December 8, 2007

Love is NOT simple

Okay, for anyone that happens upon this, and doesn't use StumbleUpon, forget I said that name, and never search for that site, or install the tool bar. If you weren't addicted to the Internet before, you will be then.

I just ran across this using StumbleUpon.

The Love Movie

Now, I want to believe this, I really do. I want to think that any problem in the world that I encounter can be simply solved by being a really friggin nice dude, paying all the attention I can to others that I love, and ignoring all else.

But Love is not simple. That's like saying fixing a 747 at 30,000 feet with duct-tape and some paper clips while screaming passengers are begging you to make it all right again... is easy.

If love was so damn easy, no one would sympathise with you over being hurt by someone, because it never would have happened to them. For that matter, it wouldn't have happened to you either.

If love was so easy, you'd never get the urge to install a key-logger on your lovers computer to see if they're cheating, even though the idea repulses you on several levels.

If love was easy, men and women wouldn't be tearing their children's hearts out with their words, their divorces, their vices, and their ego's, and sometimes their fists.

If love was easy, no on would ever be afraid to say it. I mean say it, just say it, say it, say it sayit, you loverherjustsayit!!!

Love means something, and it is therefore something implicitly NOT easy. Words have been unable to fully describe the feeling for eons, and will probably never get it right. The only words that work imply inference to the reader of what love cannot possibly be described as or molded into, or how it can't be given over to a two-bit headline description.

The video does get one thing right, love is an action, not a feeling. Something as huge, important, awe-inspiring, and vast as the concept of love cannot possibly exist in only the vacuum of one's soul. It imbues the body, it sabotages the tounge, it make feet run, and hands hold, and children laugh, and lovers kiss, and gives wings to the hurting, it breaks bonds, it builds bridges, it creates new life, it spans the ages, it is the single most sought after substance in the universe.... but words don't work, do they?

Whatever love is, it is not simple.

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