Would you look at them apples...
Ahhh, I'm so sorry. I haven't really been thinking much lately, just reading. Been keeping up on my Aristotle. Yeah, I read that. Right now though I'm reading his philosophy on Metaphysics. No worries, I won't bore you with the details, I'll just blog blog BLOGGGG. (yeah, it needed the extra G's).
I'll start off with a topic of much interest, Love. I find that love does not exist. Yeah, that's righ, I said it. Love does not exist, or I've found the real definition of what it REALLY is. Ready kids? Strap those seatbelts in... or not. You can die in the crash.
Okay, let's first go the route of what people believe love is. Most believe that love is an emotion that is felt that overrides all over the others so that it can be felt. That is my definition, and probably close to the real one.
Now let's dissect it, shall we?
Is love really an emotion that overrides other emotions, or is it the other emotions that are just being felt immensely? Can you really feel Love and know what it is or just take a stab at it when you are emotionally confused? Is love just an excuse for a guilt trip? I honestly have no idea about that, that is for you to decide.
Now, onto the guts of what I am talking about. Let's take a look at what 'Love' has to offer and what causes the emotion most believe to be 'Love'.
Love is, to me, just a degree of happiness. For instance, when you feel that you are really happy with someone/something, you say that you love it. (I love those sneakers, I love my girlfriend). Or is it just something you are born with? (I love my mom).
Truly, I believe Love started as an idea for writers and emotionalists (those who feel?) to explain what they felt without actually explaining anything. Lazy asses, eh? Now we are here to clean up the mess. Or do we care? You can use love to get into someone's pants or to guilt trip your parents. Love is what you want it to be, that is all.
Or is it? Love is in the eye of she who seeks it. It is part of the imagination and intertwined with emotions. Will you abuse it, or simple let it linger?
Sorry if that was horribly written folks. I suck at explaining things. Righ? Yeah. Well, wait for the next one if you aren't satisfied. And for god sakes, add me!
I'll start off with a topic of much interest, Love. I find that love does not exist. Yeah, that's righ, I said it. Love does not exist, or I've found the real definition of what it REALLY is. Ready kids? Strap those seatbelts in... or not. You can die in the crash.
Okay, let's first go the route of what people believe love is. Most believe that love is an emotion that is felt that overrides all over the others so that it can be felt. That is my definition, and probably close to the real one.
Now let's dissect it, shall we?
Is love really an emotion that overrides other emotions, or is it the other emotions that are just being felt immensely? Can you really feel Love and know what it is or just take a stab at it when you are emotionally confused? Is love just an excuse for a guilt trip? I honestly have no idea about that, that is for you to decide.
Now, onto the guts of what I am talking about. Let's take a look at what 'Love' has to offer and what causes the emotion most believe to be 'Love'.
Love is, to me, just a degree of happiness. For instance, when you feel that you are really happy with someone/something, you say that you love it. (I love those sneakers, I love my girlfriend). Or is it just something you are born with? (I love my mom).
Truly, I believe Love started as an idea for writers and emotionalists (those who feel?) to explain what they felt without actually explaining anything. Lazy asses, eh? Now we are here to clean up the mess. Or do we care? You can use love to get into someone's pants or to guilt trip your parents. Love is what you want it to be, that is all.
Or is it? Love is in the eye of she who seeks it. It is part of the imagination and intertwined with emotions. Will you abuse it, or simple let it linger?
Sorry if that was horribly written folks. I suck at explaining things. Righ? Yeah. Well, wait for the next one if you aren't satisfied. And for god sakes, add me!