Some people spend their whole lives trying to find out what love is.
What is love? We can know it isn’t thinking critically or complex thought, love is un-thought. If someone is around a romantic love interest, they cannot think clearly.
If you were around a romantic love interest, and you could think clearly, how is that romantic? Love is defined as that which it is not, which is the diminshed ability to think clearly. You aren’t in love if you can think clearly, or at least, not in love at the moment. Orgasm is the pinnacle of this, no conscious thought occurs during this. Even though all parts of the brain are active, consciousness somehow dies during orgasm, leaving only the spirit, the most base animal part of consciousness.
So people go their whole lives trying to find out what love is, meaning making. It’s meaning making because the definition is right around the corner, the greek language has six versions of the one word “love.” The confusion in their mind, is due to the flaws of their psychology, trying to group different forms into one form, due to their ignorance of language origins. These kind of people, are the ones who argue whether a tomato is a fruit or a vegetable. The universe does not give a shit if the tomato is a fruit or vegetable…they are litterally bickering about non-arguments, inconsistencies of language, like some kind of religious ritual they do.
This psychology is generally harmless in the tomato realm, but presents problems when it surfaces about Love. These people will bicker endlessly, as if it is some kind of trophy hunt. They will say…“Is it selfish, because I am happy too. Is it selfish if I am happy, because shouldnt it only be love if they are happy? If I am happy too, is it real love, or fake love? Am I a selfish person, is caring about others really due to my selfish evolutionary biology?” They never cease with their babble. Really dear, all things you do are rooted in self, every thing you perceive, every action you do, is generated by your self, so all that matters is that you are following your ideals, and your ideals are good. Its not selfish or wrong to be happy, why do you dwell on imaginary guilt when there’s science, justice, and environmental cleanup that has to be done?
Love and the brutal reality…the brutal reality is bullshit. The brutal reality is, that love is unthought, activation of paranoid henids. Instead of thinking about science, people think about paranoid and focusing on personal details…what does Johnny think of me? Does he love me? These are simple thoughts, their complexity may increase if Johnny is away, she may try to psychoanalyze him which is a complex thought, but as soon as he enters the room complex thought goes out the window. Eros, passionate love activates the animal brain, hibernates the rational (science) brain. There are six types of love though, so when you bad talk love, you must be specific, or else you fall into the same traps as the idiots around you. The brutal reality is, is that love is a risk, you are opening up your heart and soul to be broken by another person, so it is fundamentally idiocy, through and through. Erik’s brutal reality card is also idiocy, he wants a world to fall into darkness, war, and blight, this, it is his passion, his love, and it is fundamentally idiocy as well, doesn’t have a reason behind it either, besides animal programming, except that his praxis is slightly lower than animal, more so insectish, even the animal spirit would scoff at this.