Saturday, September 25, 2004
Verbal (or should I say, blogger) diarrhoea: another thought that comes from taking too much history/history of science courses.
When that bloody frenchie Descartes was tired of travelling around the world (actually, just europe) trying to learn everything but in the end finding out that things aren't that absolute, he got pissed off, so he lay down on his nice comfy bed and said (along these lines) : "Fuck it, I'm going to doubt everything and start from looking at myself and using myself as a subject to learn about The Truth." And so he did, and he said "I can doubt everything but my brain. Since I know that I am rational, and that by the very act of doubting everything, I can only but not doubt myself and the grey-stuff-between-my-ears. I think therefore I am."
Well here's a question then. Been pondering about it from my own bed all the time: What the bloody ********** (insert your favorite obscenity here..see give u choice) hell is love? More importantly, why do we feel that way, (which way in the first place), and is that emotion rational?
Don't give me all the cliqued bullshit from the love songs and the forwarded emails. It just makes me puke.
Don't give me a physiological explanation, because it doesnt mean anything. More often than not, there is no one-to-one correlation on some bugger brain region lighting up in MRI when someone is in erm "love".
I don't think its just a mere need for attachment. For that we have our parents, and to a certain extent, our friends. (and sometimes our enemies hahahahahaa)
I don't think its a need for attention. If so, people will be changing partners every few months or so, depending on attention span of the person giving and the balance with the inevitable irritation.
It cannot and should not arise from loneliness. Though sometimes it might be factor, especially when you're sequestered abroad.
Admiration and the feeling of being admired? I always wonder how did I survive three years of that bullshit.
Sexual attraction? Ditto above.
I always had a niggling feeling that it might be merely a complex of feelings (and more to it than the list I mentioned above). The complex and its make up, of course, is idiosyncratic. However, having never felt it and not even knowing what to feel or to look out for, this is a paradox in itself. I know what is a crush, but what is the feeling of love? How can someone or something be defined as something that it is not?
Can it be ever rationally defined, when it is an irrational emotion to start with in the first place?
.....
This is giving me a headache. Wtf, i better go back to sleep then. (It just occured to me that I should record it down when I was dozing off in bed.)
When that bloody frenchie Descartes was tired of travelling around the world (actually, just europe) trying to learn everything but in the end finding out that things aren't that absolute, he got pissed off, so he lay down on his nice comfy bed and said (along these lines) : "Fuck it, I'm going to doubt everything and start from looking at myself and using myself as a subject to learn about The Truth." And so he did, and he said "I can doubt everything but my brain. Since I know that I am rational, and that by the very act of doubting everything, I can only but not doubt myself and the grey-stuff-between-my-ears. I think therefore I am."
Well here's a question then. Been pondering about it from my own bed all the time: What the bloody ********** (insert your favorite obscenity here..see give u choice) hell is love? More importantly, why do we feel that way, (which way in the first place), and is that emotion rational?
Don't give me all the cliqued bullshit from the love songs and the forwarded emails. It just makes me puke.
Don't give me a physiological explanation, because it doesnt mean anything. More often than not, there is no one-to-one correlation on some bugger brain region lighting up in MRI when someone is in erm "love".
I don't think its just a mere need for attachment. For that we have our parents, and to a certain extent, our friends. (and sometimes our enemies hahahahahaa)
I don't think its a need for attention. If so, people will be changing partners every few months or so, depending on attention span of the person giving and the balance with the inevitable irritation.
It cannot and should not arise from loneliness. Though sometimes it might be factor, especially when you're sequestered abroad.
Admiration and the feeling of being admired? I always wonder how did I survive three years of that bullshit.
Sexual attraction? Ditto above.
I always had a niggling feeling that it might be merely a complex of feelings (and more to it than the list I mentioned above). The complex and its make up, of course, is idiosyncratic. However, having never felt it and not even knowing what to feel or to look out for, this is a paradox in itself. I know what is a crush, but what is the feeling of love? How can someone or something be defined as something that it is not?
Can it be ever rationally defined, when it is an irrational emotion to start with in the first place?
.....
This is giving me a headache. Wtf, i better go back to sleep then. (It just occured to me that I should record it down when I was dozing off in bed.)
