| A
bloodhound will tell you that the simplest way to find "true"
love is to sniff the fetid malodor of a rotting corpse.
Wherever there is death there is "true" love.
A
quantitative analysis of malodor seems hardly possible,
its a subjective thing. But, still we can get a rough feel
for the stench of a relationship when we examine who is
in "love". In this case, "true" love
is a forceful infatuation that coerces practically all thoughts
toward the one the person is swooning over. Those in the
throes of this kind of love, inevitability believe there
lover to be their soul mate. This love generates rapture,
hoodwinking the swooned to aver capricious statements in
absolute terms. The rapture explains their manic behavior
- they are high as a kite, and unfortunately, are not afraid
to act it. Such love is reserved the title of "true",
for it's truth comes from the apparent sincerity that the
swooned expresses while enamored, why must truth always
be a function of what cannot be controlled?
Declaration
of "true" love is actually a declaration of validation.
When one declares I love you, what they mean is I feel validated
by your. Surely this can not be the case, "true"
love is an affirmation of the self in the presence of another,
not an affirmation of the self because of the acceptance
of the other.
"True"
love's rapture, the malodor that indicates "true"
love, doubles as indication of what powers such rapture.
Rapture implies that a person has experienced moments in
life when they are not in a state of ecstasy, otherwise,
they would fail to distinguish rapture from normal experience.
However, the humdrum of life's routine fails to afford momentary
recoilings from normalcy that is capable of generating the
large magnitude of ecstasy that "true" love's
rapture provides, for this one must trade ecstasy with neurons.
Experiencing rapture at this magnitude requires an agent
on the inside vitiating one's self worth and over time the
choking vines squeeze all of the worth out of the soon to
be swooned. At this point, true love is able to apply rapture
to greatest effect, since the rapture not only pulls one
out of the humdrum of reality, but also gives the swooned
validation by creating self worth, which before hand "true"
love had stolen. Love must strangle the swooned in order
for the love to be "true".
For
fear of becoming a monster I offer some rational effects.
Strangulation is manifested in the testimony of the swooned
upon inception of the infatuation. Phrases such as: "what
if he/she/it does not like me", and "I'm not good
enough for him/her/it" are spoken and thought incessantly.
Apparently the swooned in the presence of the lover fears
rejection, which is the opposite of approval and so we find
that the swooned desires approval. Approval in the sense
that the lover finds enough value in the swooned to be interested
in them. This realization (cognitive effect) is what creates
the feeling of ecstasy in the swooned. Hence rapture is
powered by bringing value to the swoon experienced as ecstasy
thanks to the destruction of self worth by the strangulation
vines.
Logically,
destruction of "true" love's vines results in
regaining consciousness since rapture fails to sustain such
high levels of ecstasy. The inevitable conclusion to all
"true" love is at least one in the dyad regains
consciousness through development of self worth. However,
those in "true" love are powerless to control
the two herbicidal factors that result in the dispatchment
of the vines. First the biochemical spell of being with
a loved one dies off, allowing more accurate perception
of the lover. Second, day to day interactions lead to moments
of validation independent of the lovers approval. Hewing
the vines requires biochemical and environmental conditions
which out of the hands of the swooned. Despite this, as
sure as the sun will rise tomorrow will all "true"
love relationships end.
Perhaps
the cruelest period during true love is when one of the
lovers regains consciousness and the other remains asphyxiated
The swooned development as a person becomes static as the
approval of their lover serves as the only appraisal of
self worth. However, the lover is no longer engaged in the
relationship in that way, and no longer offers approval
as the had previously. The restored lover sees their swooned
lover as pathetic, because they do nothing to warrant validation
but still demand to be validated. The relationship rapidly
turns rancid with the swooned becoming more pathetic and
discouraging any possible approval from the restored lover
while the restored lover becomes more disgusted by the demand
unwarranted validation.
Another
effect is that "true" love can not occur until
at least one person becomes swooned in the presence of the
other. This claim is easily operationalized. Take a friendship
between two people of the opposite sex and decimate one's
self worth. Maybe they are rejected in a previous relationship,
or their employer fires them. Add to it the strong pulling
force of their friend and most likely one will see that
"true" love will flourish especially in the eyes
of the decimated. This is because without their normal levels
of self worth, they need a boost one that rapture can provide
through the acceptance of the strong one.
Indeed,
this type of coupling is not uncommon in a more typical
sense. Lengthy friendships can easily transform into "true"
love once on individual in the dyad begins to show concern
for what the other thinks of them. One person perceives
the other as someone to be worthy of bestowing them with
self worth, and in this moment does the relationship change
from platonic to "true" love. Though probably
unethical, one should put this to the test by taking a lengthy
opposite sex friendship and attempt to alter the perception
of one such that they believe their opinion matters in the
eyes of the other.
If
we assume validation as a function of "true" love
then we should see those regarded with less validation to
be more process to attacks from "true" love. Hence
we see that those in need of any kind of validation, no
matter how small we easily collapses to strangulation and
be grasped by true love perpetually. People of this type
always must have a boyfriend or girlfriend.
Oh,
but I'm bitter, and lonely. Or am I just Steve? Oh, but
this seems only to beg the question. |
