So how are you today, lovely people? As for me, I'm being a bum today.
It's been raining for days now. Mister Sun would show his face once in a while, for like 30 minutes or so. Then the sky would go back to being gloomy. I love the rain, but it kinda sucks when it rains everyday. I can't do my laundry, I can't do some gardening, I can't go out to get a dose of vitamin D. I'm actually feeling a bit feverish right now.
Oh, well. Enough of that.
I've got another guest post from a great blogger. Today's post is about love. What is TRUE love, anyway? How can we say we are truly inlove? How do you describe it? Some say that love is a complex and undefinable emotion. But there are some who say that love is the most simple feeling to describe. Some say that love is evil and paniful, while there are others who believe that to be inlove is the most incredible feeling ever.
"Love is a product of its own catastrophe." What do you think? My guest blogger is Rah. and here's what he has to say.
"Love is what makes sex more than masturbation." - Slavoj Zizek
"The husband and wife are obliged to live together, observe mutual love, respect and fidelity, and render mutual help and support."- (Article 68 of the Family Code)
It's a pity that our laws speak of love as if it were some kind of obligation when in reality, it should have no business meddling in the "matters of the heart." A breach of promise of love is not even a demandable wrong. Sue your husband because he no longer loves you and your case would most probably be dismissed in court. If I had my way, I would have put the law this way:
"Spouses are not obliged to love each other."
I like how Louis de Bernières describes love:
"Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion, it is not the desire to mate every second minute of the day, it is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every cranny of your body..."
Love unconditionally and realize that such love can be lost. It is through this "mild disenchantment" that we find the right reasons to love. They say, "Love is when the happiness of the other person is essential to ours." But we also should not forget that love is a product of its own catastrophe. Love is what we assume, what we accept, and what we take to the very end.
Bernières was right, any fool can be in love. But true love is what is left when "being in love" has burned away, which is both an art and a fortunate accident.
My guest blogger, RAH. ☺
About the blogger :D
The blogger is photography hobbyist, frustrated rock icon, very interested in art, music, culture, travel, and living. He's just very, very curious. When he was in grade five (5) his mother taught him how to play the guitar. When he finished college, his father sent him to study law. He advocates kindness, tolerance, and understanding; and believed Lao-tzu when he said, "That there is no calamity greater than lavish desires. There is no greater guilt than discontentment. And there is no greater disaster than greed."
My guest blogger is Rah. Do visit his blog The Daily Panda and read his great posts.