Dec 09, 2018 19:15
Others more eloquent than I have described falling in love as into a trap. For the unwary, it can happen in direct contravention of your designs and intended destinations. The rushing whirlwind of such a one in free-fall may buoy the spirit, but the stomach still drops.
Though you may struggle against gravity itself, the event horizon on such a path will always remain hidden by its own hungry blackness. Within, relativity breaks down. It becomes impossible to compare and the memory of your former reality is but a story that you repeat to yourself - over and over until it is the more myth than perspective. So you grasp at new narratives to explain the brave new world within.
It is awesome in the archaic sense, and as terrifying.