In my current moment of deep introspection, I should say perhaps one of the most enigmatic concepts I have ever contemplated on is the concept of love. I am not certain if I understand love. Maybe I am not capable of understanding love or maybe love has placed before me a perplexing issue that is insoluble. Maybe I am incapable of loving. It seems hopeless. I have oftentimes in the past experienced what many people like to define as love. Notwithstanding, how should love be objectively defined? Is love something unconditional, infinite and infallible? Is love something temperamental, temporary, and vagarious in nature? Many people define love as not being a noun but a verb. Verbs involve actions and actions change. Actions change because of people’s congenital and inherent need to adjust and respond differently to their ever-changing environments. A person’s actions are viewed and defined subjectively based on the behavioral tastes and preferences of his/her individual peers sitting in judgment. In this regard, if love is changeable, is it then rendered to be conditional? If love is conditional, of what worth and dependability does it have if it is limited? If love is based on actions, which have too many variables, and actions are defined disparately according to each individual sitting in critical judgment of each other, does the character of love then take on different forms in the eyes of each earthly being? If love takes on different forms in the eyes of each earthly being, what hope do any of us have for successfully loving our peers in every way desired? If none of us have any hope for consistently loving our peers in the ways they pre-conceivably require or expect of us, how can any of us be blameworthy when we fail to love someone? Is love unavoidably misunderstood and blighted or impaired by the human species because of our persnicketiness and fickle emotional demands stemming from our conflicting idiosyncrasies? Do we manipulate love to our own liking and convince ourselves it is necessary to feel upset and disappointed when we subsequently fail to believe in our subjective and self-deceptive definitions of love? Do we premeditatedly and unwittingly manipulate love to our own liking and convince ourselves it is necessary to feel upset and disappointed when our specifications are not met in ways other people are insufficiently cognizant of or improperly informed about? Many people have said and do say they love me. But do they? Did they know what it meant or what was required to love me? Did I know what was meant or what was required to love them? What happens to a person’s love for another human when it is tested? Oftentimes, the love seems to deteriorate and a person emotionally recoils in defense. Does love include or impose requirements? Somehow, requirements always become involved when a person loves another person until the second person offends (whether accidentally or deliberately) the first person’s moral principles and values; then the love becomes abjured or retracted. It is interesting to observe a person’s attitudes and beliefs about another person change when that second person’s flaws become revealed or they fail to love the first person in a particular way that he/she expected. Suddenly, the first person perceives the second person as being less capable of properly manifesting love and is qualitatively or characteristically made inferior after having been viewed as entirely trustworthy and almost impeccable? When I have introspective thoughts of this type, I realize something strange. I realize that I most likely make the same mistakes I witness coming from other people. As much as I chide people for making the mistakes that offend me, I so often forget that I am as fallible as they are. I most likely make the same mistakes they do. I critically judge people in ways that I would abhor if someone else judged me similarly, but I do not realize this until I have an introspective period of self-teaching. The reflection I see of myself when I view it from the outside is entirely different from the reflection I see of myself when I view it from the inside. But viewing my reflection from the outside involves putting myself in another persons shoes and having compassion or empathy for them in regards to how my words and actions affect them. This is something most people laud and believe to be noble, but it is also dangerous because it involves worrying about what another person and people think of me. Contrarily, I am told by my peers that I should not worry about what other people think of me, because it has much less meaning and significance than what I think of myself. The thoughts and opinions I have for myself have the most meaning and significance, and so I should be concerned with my own self-respecting thoughts and opinions instead of the thoughts and opinions of other people. But to disregard the thoughts and opinions of other people is defined as ignorance and a lack of compassion, is it not? Life has brought upon me a conundrum!
Posted on: Fri, 28 Mar 2014 23:32:58 +0000
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