A wise girl kisses but doesn't love, listens but doesn't believe, and leaves before she is left - Marilyn Monroe
She got it right, that lady. And most of us get it too...unfortunately by then the damage is done. In most cases. You have foolishly let your heart make decisions. That idiot has gone and superbly messed things up. And then you are left with some sort of emptiness. Undefinable. A niggling, annoying pain somewhere inside that dances around the corners, only to slip away when you try to catch it and figure out what it's all about. Figure out what you are all about.
The root cause of all dissatisfaction seems to lie in our bid to attain our heart's desire. Yep, there is that heart again. When you think you have it, you realize it's not what you wanted at all. And what you want is now forbidden. Rendered untouchable by what you already have.
Which is why forbidden fruits are so attractive. An unfulfilled longing is better than a satisfied desire. Satiation has a way of making your needs lose that element of mystery and therefore its charm. Longing for the unattainable on the other hand, is so all-consuming. Pointless, heart-breaking, but taking-over-your-mind kind of powerful.
Someone once told me - don't be with someone out of a sense of companionship. Be with them out of love. But what I want to know is...what kind of love? Is loving someone what matters or being in love?
For example, I love you with all my heart. But I am no longer in love with you. How does that make you feel? Do you still want to be with me? Is that what companionship is all about? Isn't that doing things half-way? Would we rather do some things in halves if the alternative lies in not doing anything at all?
Is not doing anything an equivalent of emptiness? Does emptiness scare you? But don't you think that you can fill that emptiness with so many new things? Or will it turn into that annoying, niggling pain again?
So to come back to my question---love or companionship? Doesn't the first naturally fade into the other in the course of toeing the line of life?
Which is why passion trumps love trumps companionship. Or perhaps it's the other way round. Depends on what you want from life. Do you have what it takes to turn everything you know upside down, question the order of things, and build things up all over again. How badly do you want to define your life? Enough to blow it up in your face?
Do you want to exist? Or do you want to live? Really live?
She got it right, that lady. And most of us get it too...unfortunately by then the damage is done. In most cases. You have foolishly let your heart make decisions. That idiot has gone and superbly messed things up. And then you are left with some sort of emptiness. Undefinable. A niggling, annoying pain somewhere inside that dances around the corners, only to slip away when you try to catch it and figure out what it's all about. Figure out what you are all about.
The root cause of all dissatisfaction seems to lie in our bid to attain our heart's desire. Yep, there is that heart again. When you think you have it, you realize it's not what you wanted at all. And what you want is now forbidden. Rendered untouchable by what you already have.
Which is why forbidden fruits are so attractive. An unfulfilled longing is better than a satisfied desire. Satiation has a way of making your needs lose that element of mystery and therefore its charm. Longing for the unattainable on the other hand, is so all-consuming. Pointless, heart-breaking, but taking-over-your-mind kind of powerful.
Someone once told me - don't be with someone out of a sense of companionship. Be with them out of love. But what I want to know is...what kind of love? Is loving someone what matters or being in love?
For example, I love you with all my heart. But I am no longer in love with you. How does that make you feel? Do you still want to be with me? Is that what companionship is all about? Isn't that doing things half-way? Would we rather do some things in halves if the alternative lies in not doing anything at all?
Is not doing anything an equivalent of emptiness? Does emptiness scare you? But don't you think that you can fill that emptiness with so many new things? Or will it turn into that annoying, niggling pain again?
So to come back to my question---love or companionship? Doesn't the first naturally fade into the other in the course of toeing the line of life?
Which is why passion trumps love trumps companionship. Or perhaps it's the other way round. Depends on what you want from life. Do you have what it takes to turn everything you know upside down, question the order of things, and build things up all over again. How badly do you want to define your life? Enough to blow it up in your face?
Do you want to exist? Or do you want to live? Really live?
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