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Alright, so I've gotten some criticism about how I can bash "love" but then talk about how a conversation with the one you care for should mean more than roses or poetry.
I suppose maybe you don't understand the exact complexity of what I'm trying to express.
I'm simply bashing the notion that love is some sort of "divine force" that "destines two people to be together forever." For those less versed in neurochemistry, emotions as a whole are simply different chemicals being registered by the opposing receptor in your brain. Dopamine is simply another one of those chemicals, much as the others that can trigger happiness, sadness, jealousy, anger, sleepiness, hunger, etc such as serotonin.
I'm not bashing the existence of this emotion; as intangible as any of them are, human beings are well aware of their presence. I perfectly acknowledge connections between two human beings, whether it be parental love, family love, friend love, or affectionate love. I used the term "courtship" to simply remind those who somehow think that we are not on the same plane as animals. Boyfriend, girlfriend, husband, wife, lover, partner...all these things do have meaning that I do not undermine.
So once again, I reiterate: Roses, chocolate and poetry should not make you happier than even a 5 minute phone call with that person. Anyone can buy these things or steal a few lines from a poetry book. No one can speak with the eloquence of the one you care for. Those moments, those conversations, those words are all something to cherish. I haven't seen my parents buy each other anything or celebrate monthly anniversaries or sometimes even yearly anniversaries. I might catch the occasional card on Valentines Day. I've never seen roses on the doorstep or in their room. But by God do they love each other, and you can see it all over them. They have a connection that can't be dismissed. Even I, the great cynic, acknowledge it. Emotions are real, and I'll never try to disprove that. But I will dismiss delusions of grandeur in search of truth; and that truth is that people really can care for each other without some faulty "divine force."
Alright, so I've gotten some criticism about how I can bash "love" but then talk about how a conversation with the one you care for should mean more than roses or poetry.
I suppose maybe you don't understand the exact complexity of what I'm trying to express.
I'm simply bashing the notion that love is some sort of "divine force" that "destines two people to be together forever." For those less versed in neurochemistry, emotions as a whole are simply different chemicals being registered by the opposing receptor in your brain. Dopamine is simply another one of those chemicals, much as the others that can trigger happiness, sadness, jealousy, anger, sleepiness, hunger, etc such as serotonin.
I'm not bashing the existence of this emotion; as intangible as any of them are, human beings are well aware of their presence. I perfectly acknowledge connections between two human beings, whether it be parental love, family love, friend love, or affectionate love. I used the term "courtship" to simply remind those who somehow think that we are not on the same plane as animals. Boyfriend, girlfriend, husband, wife, lover, partner...all these things do have meaning that I do not undermine.
So once again, I reiterate: Roses, chocolate and poetry should not make you happier than even a 5 minute phone call with that person. Anyone can buy these things or steal a few lines from a poetry book. No one can speak with the eloquence of the one you care for. Those moments, those conversations, those words are all something to cherish. I haven't seen my parents buy each other anything or celebrate monthly anniversaries or sometimes even yearly anniversaries. I might catch the occasional card on Valentines Day. I've never seen roses on the doorstep or in their room. But by God do they love each other, and you can see it all over them. They have a connection that can't be dismissed. Even I, the great cynic, acknowledge it. Emotions are real, and I'll never try to disprove that. But I will dismiss delusions of grandeur in search of truth; and that truth is that people really can care for each other without some faulty "divine force."