everybody wants it, everybody seeks it, but few ever achieve it."
-Curtis Judalet
Tomorrow, I have a big, no ENOURMOUS AP Psyche test that I absolutely have to study for. So I was sitting here at my desk working on our objectives that are due alongside the test. I had my psyche book layed across my lap, and I had turned back to the index to look up "limbic system" because I had no idea what it was, even though it's something we should probably be very familiar with by now, considering the test is tomorrow (I gotta keep reminding myself in the hopes that I'll actually study). My eyes were raking the list of "L" words and I stopped for a moment. I had found love.
No, I hadn't really found love. I just found the pages that held a description and analysis of love.
Now, I was curious. What would a psychology book have to say about love? I flipped to the pages referenced, and began to read. It stated exactly what I thought. That humans yearn for love, but more often than less, love is not the key to a surviving relationship.
Love is an obsession, and like any obsession, it'll most likely end. Whether it's passionate or spiritual, love is not a fool proof concept to believe whole heartedly in. You'll find that people in Western countries are more apt to believe in marrying for love, yet they have the highest divorce rates. In America one in every two couples divorce. Not that great of odds, I'd say.
In Eastern countries, people marry more based on practical notions, like provisions. Will the husband or the wife be able to provide economically and emotionally for eachother and for a family. Beliefs that are scoffed at here, yet, those kinds of marriages seem to be the most successful.
These things, in my opinion, are what everyone should look for in a life long companion. Love is for fun, not for life.
Of course, though, I'm like any other silly girl. I, too, would love to have somebody that I can connect with spiritually and physically. I'd love to find somebody "whose heart beats to the rhythm of mine" (gotta love them corny chick flicks). I know very well though, that my chances are nearly 0. And that's disappointing, I'll admit, but practical.
"It is with true love as it is with ghosts; everyone talks about it, but few have seen it."
-Francois De La Rochefoucauld
I do believe in love. Like the man who remembers nothing, not the names of foods, not his children, not his parents. He only remembers his wife.
I feel like The Beatles song All You Need Is Love, released in 1967, is probably one of the most popular quotes about love. That's all anybody ever says. All you need is love, but I don't think that's very true.
If we were to live a bohemian lifestyle and leave all our necessities behind, I don't know how well we'd actually make it. In fact, I doubt we'd make it. Love can't move mountains, and whoever said that it could is a jackass because it puts hope into our hearts that maybe some sort of an emotion that powerful exists.
This is such a mess of a ramble.
ANYWAYS...
Like I said, I totally believe in love. Just not the kind that Celine Dion sings about. Just the ordinary kind of love that can be acquired after years with a devoted partner. Or the kind that a mother and father gives their child. Or the kind that can come from a friendship. I'll stop overcomplicating things now, and start studying for my Ap Psyche test.
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