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In the movie, "Eternal Sunshine for the Spotless Mind," the main character, Joel Barish, says to himself, "Why do I fall in love with every woman I see that shows me the least bit of attention?" He says this as his love interest, the woman he's been in love with before, raises her coffee mug to acknowledge him and smiles. It is with this mindset that I write this entry for you all to read.
Are we simply re-falling in love with people that we've met before in previous lifetimes? Is the smile the waitress flashes us a glimpse into the eyes of a past lover who we shared our most intimate secrets with? Are our companions waiting for us in a coffee shop to pour their souls out? The most strict Christians will argue that the soul does not travel from life to life, but simply enters Heaven or Hell with a one-way ticket, never to return to Earth where Man and Woman are held captive by their emotions (some would say women more so)...yet, they cannot deny the initial powerful connections we feel with people we barely know.
When a man walks across the library to the woman who catches his eye, his introduction produces words from his lips, but his soul says something different: "Hello, sweetheart, it's good to see you again." or, "So, this is where I find you this time." Yet, if we are so inclined to find this true love that exists out there, is it not possible that this lifetime may not produce the best situation? Does this love that existed go with us to a different era? Or must we face the grim reality that it was simply not meant to be?
And why are we in such a hurry to grow up? Why do we act like adults at the age of 18 with girlfriends and boyfriends who we take to formal dinners and introduce to our parents...who we let into our hearts and give them a part of ours with knowledge of our fears, hopes and desires? Why is it we act like reality will never set in, yet keep showing love, keep falling deeper and deeper only to realize that the person we're with we simply cannot be with for whatever reason? We never get that part of our heart back...there are no refund policies on emotions. And then we restart the process.
Yet, we will continue to be in relationships, won't we? We will continue the game of dancing smiles and desired attention...we'll continue to go on dates, to kiss, to hug, to love. And when it's all said and done, we don't mind the waves as long as we're on top now and then. But what happens to those who are casualties in the battlefields of our hearts? The best we can hope for is some sort of friendship..but even that will hurt because it's not the same...but much less than.
So I ask myself, why is it that I fall in love with every girl that shows me least bit of attention? Why am I sucker for love? Because I know that I am not meeting these girls for the first time, and hey, if it doesn't work this time, there's always next lifetime.
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To my literal friends, take the post more metaphorically. Also, please read the entry for the entry, not in hopes of trying to understand intention or motive.
Are we simply re-falling in love with people that we've met before in previous lifetimes? Is the smile the waitress flashes us a glimpse into the eyes of a past lover who we shared our most intimate secrets with? Are our companions waiting for us in a coffee shop to pour their souls out? The most strict Christians will argue that the soul does not travel from life to life, but simply enters Heaven or Hell with a one-way ticket, never to return to Earth where Man and Woman are held captive by their emotions (some would say women more so)...yet, they cannot deny the initial powerful connections we feel with people we barely know.
When a man walks across the library to the woman who catches his eye, his introduction produces words from his lips, but his soul says something different: "Hello, sweetheart, it's good to see you again." or, "So, this is where I find you this time." Yet, if we are so inclined to find this true love that exists out there, is it not possible that this lifetime may not produce the best situation? Does this love that existed go with us to a different era? Or must we face the grim reality that it was simply not meant to be?
And why are we in such a hurry to grow up? Why do we act like adults at the age of 18 with girlfriends and boyfriends who we take to formal dinners and introduce to our parents...who we let into our hearts and give them a part of ours with knowledge of our fears, hopes and desires? Why is it we act like reality will never set in, yet keep showing love, keep falling deeper and deeper only to realize that the person we're with we simply cannot be with for whatever reason? We never get that part of our heart back...there are no refund policies on emotions. And then we restart the process.
Yet, we will continue to be in relationships, won't we? We will continue the game of dancing smiles and desired attention...we'll continue to go on dates, to kiss, to hug, to love. And when it's all said and done, we don't mind the waves as long as we're on top now and then. But what happens to those who are casualties in the battlefields of our hearts? The best we can hope for is some sort of friendship..but even that will hurt because it's not the same...but much less than.
So I ask myself, why is it that I fall in love with every girl that shows me least bit of attention? Why am I sucker for love? Because I know that I am not meeting these girls for the first time, and hey, if it doesn't work this time, there's always next lifetime.
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To my literal friends, take the post more metaphorically. Also, please read the entry for the entry, not in hopes of trying to understand intention or motive.