Yesterday, while travelling, I began wondering how likely it would be that people accept my philosophy of love and hate rather than reject it. How much mental strain it would take to change their mode of thought, and how difficult would it be to release them from the unstable emotional standard usually accepted as the definition of Love. While in this thought, it occurred to me that much of the problem lies in our idea that Romance and Love are somehow equal. I am not merely talking about the sensational and erotic form of Romance that gives us the sexually elating experiences we all crave, but more I am speaking about the Romantic idea in general. From flowers, to poetry, to language, to the lively pixy-like dance people do when beginning to date, to the idealistic and adventurous experiences surrounding the idea we accept as Romance. This all began during one of the rare occasions I turned on the radio. Mostly the songs bore me, and fill me with a dread of confusion. But this song made me think. It stated that Love is unstoppable. Now I wondered what in the world the singer was trying to state, and realized that the song was about Romance and true Love’s ability to uphold a desire by persevering through the stormy trials seeking to detour it. What I began wondering is how confusing such a statement is.
Love is eternal. That is easily accepted. It will persevere through anything, but it will not always remain directed in the same direction. As we live emotionally, when the sensation weakens or we become accustomed to it, we begin to wander or seek something more extreme. We want to feel something greater, and often complain that the joy and exhilaration of love has waned. But we are mistaken. Love has not waned, disappeared, or changed at all. Love is unchangeable. It just exists. The intensity by which we utilize it, however, will change. Our boredom, frustration, and feelings of offense will distract the direction in which we utilize our love. And thus, to say that Love is unstoppable in the context of the song is somewhat misleading. Perhaps it would be more accurate to say that we, being consistent with our love, are unstoppable. It is we who persevere through the storms of life to maintain our loving objective. Love gives us the tools and erupts the sensationally emotional and mental criteria that keep us on tract, but we ourselves are the culprit behind our endurance. Love is merely a tool that keeps us moving forward.
So I thought about Romance and Love, and concluded that most of us confuse the two. Love edifies, and as simple as that seems, many will reject it. Romance is the idealistic sentiment, the fantastic imagination, the fascination and attachment we develop for someone or something else. And though we use Love to edify that Romance and keep it thriving, the two concepts are not equal or similar. I have stated before that there is no passion in Love, and that remains correct. Love is a force that edifies, just as Hate is a force that destroys. They have no other direction, but we do, and the various parts of the soul of man will direct each force to accomplish its desires. If our desires prove to be everlasting, our love will appear unstoppable simply because we will not cease to edify our beloved. Love will increase the Romance. Love will keep us ahead. Love will push us to endure the trials, and Hate will keep away deterrents. Ultimately, Love and Hate together will make US unstoppable, not the other way around.
