http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/love
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I recently began discussing the concept of love with my friends, and we all came to find the same thing, though we may have worded it differently. My friend, Alexander, said it very with, “Well, the eternal problem with anything is that we can never know if it is real.” Which seemed to summarize what took me maybe 150 words the night before to say to another friend of mine.
The night prior to this one, I spoke with another friend who is wonderful for this sort of discussion, Courtney. We took it for a little while to bring up other questions and ideas, which all stemmed from love.
We discussed how many people we had told, “I love you” to, and came up with something in common, we both had said it to people we now know we don’t. She brought up how she had said it to two different persons, excluding her family and friends, in her lifetime, and now knew that she had been wrong in doing so to at least one of those persons. We continued to talk about how she now still says it to one of those two persons, the latter, and doesn’t yet know if she is wrong in doing so. I responded with, “This one you could spend the rest of your life trying to prove. It’s sort of a statement you can only continually attempt to prove; it’s constantly something you have to hold true. Once you drop it, it breaks and proves to be false.” She told me that I had read her thoughts, and we continued on our digressing discussion on love.
Eventually I found myself trying to make an analogy which I could imagine. I began to think of someone carrying what appeared to be a large jorum high over their head. This person continued to do so when it felt light and when it felt heavy; he dealt with all the scenarios and all the calamities. Even though a great effort was put forth eventually he lost the struggle. The jorum was dropped to reveal that in its possession was nothing. He found himself alone. All of which he thought he had, whatever it may have been, or whatever he may have thought he had was nowhere to be found. His efforts left him where he had began, but now, hurt and tired from the effort.
I’m not saying that all love is a losing battle or a pain, but there’s a certain aspect to the idea of it which gives me a bitter chill. In my little analogy here when it’s light is when I consider the love to be in abundance—when the spirits are high and the rapture is unstoppable. Also, this could be a man or woman, I just liked using he.
I hope for this to be my last post on the topic of love for awhile; my friend says I’m fixated. I’m trying to quit this stuff, but it’s tough to kick!
Wish me luck!
Michael
