вторник, 29 ноября 2011 г.

Love is like symptom

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How do you find out that you are in  love?
What is the mechanism?Gosh, I am discussing as robotic version of homo sapiens.
Well, the state "this is not love" is known to many people. Especially, I 'admire' people who (of course, the best of intentions) advise the friend's in-love-heart.
Especially something from this category: "What are you doing? You have to finish your education, to become independent. It's not right time for your 'love'". Or this: "What's wrong with your brains? Are they dry absolutely? You are married, you have two kids! You have more responsibilities than desires!"
Or, these age-old attempts to call for common sense, drowning everything in the ocean of guilt.
Do they believe that guilt - this is the correct way? Unfortunately, I conclude that most marriages do not hold on to love, but on to the guilt basis.
I can not deny the fact that this tool is very cruel.
And still how do you find out that you are in  love?
It happens in seconds, or the process of insight is delayed for many years?
Often we wander in the wrong direction.
Or "outgrow" our relationship.
Our loved-one person is as an environment in which we are changing. The question is: we become ourselves, or we become those they want to see?
Perhaps the answer to this question is correlated with the duration of relationships directly.
Love is like symptom.
I can not explain this fact, but today love is perceived as a symptom of weakness.
Not for all... but for some ppl.

Love moved to the Internet, it has become a smiley face at chat line.
Love simply migrated to the concept. No specific attitude, no sense. no action (in live form), there is only a concept.
And still how do you find out that you are in  love?
It is really very similar to the infection. The organism is literally sick. But in this case, with metastases to the soul. (It's not my phrase, I somewhere read it.)
And if you're lucky, you (with your soulmate) you'll be 'sick' the rest of your life.
And the main symptom for me - it's a hell of a desire to live next to someone you love and who loves you.

Grem


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