Meditations on Love
by Daniel Beadle - Thursday, September 13, 2007
"Love? Love is a trite emotion, which is neither lasting nor significant."Humans use love to justify otherwise meaningless behaviors. It serves no practical or constructive purpose. It is a drug that intoxicates the human mind, and, when withdrawn, imbues minds with a horrible sense of loss, pain, and angst.
"Love is the route to the worst human emotions imaginable. All men are liars, and they will lie to themselves just as frequently as they lie to others. Humans go to great pains to convince themselves that the love that they feel is genuine, and therefore infinite in its duration. They lie to themselves to justify their lust, as well as their greed. They yearn for that prize possession, that companion who will possibly fill them with a sense of self-importance. The companionship they seek is the means to give meaning to a life that has none.
"Because humans cannot stand that icy grip of isolation, can they? They would rather find someone, anyone, to share the mundane details of a frivolous life with, and this desire makes all men desperate, and delusional. They trump up that mental orgasm called love, and pretend that it’s something noble, something lasting, and something indomitable. They convince themselves of the most inane notions: Their love is unique. Their love can overcome any hardship. Their love will last forever."And as often as heartbreak occurs, and as frequently as lives disintegrate in the wake of love, humans never seem to learn. No one ever seems to notice that love is one of the greatest evils in this world. And why? Are humans incapable of learning and growing? Are they that obtuse? Perhaps.
"But what I have witnessed, is that humans ensure each other that love will inevitably win out in the end, and that all that pain and suffering that it inflicts upon its users is an inevitable setback in a continuing journey that ends in happiness.
"Happiness. Love. What an odd pairing. Not to say that they don’t coexist. I’m just amused that most people believe that love is the greatest happiness. That’s not my belief. Because when love has been stripped away—and it will happen—the happiness that it once instilled is forever tainted, and dies in hindsight.
"Yes, love is trite. ...And it will ruin you if you allow it to."
“For with much wisdom comes much sorrow; the more knowledge, the more grief.”—Ecclesiastes 1:18
