Hey there once again, folks. Today I want to focus on another blog and post something of a defense for it. It's been getting a lot of comments and le author wants them to stop. I think the discussion caused could be pretty cool (and I need an audience), so I want to post here what would become the 33rd comment on Eric's blog. Should you wish to read the edition and that caused the thirty-two comments to appear, find the appropriate link to the right and scroll down to January 14th.
I don't think I could say I agree entirely with what Eric's saying--or what I think he's saying--, but I rarely entirely agree with anyone that anything says, so it's all good.
However, I think the general feeling that I got from Eric's blog was that love is imperfect. "Wait," you say. "Didn't Eric mention the perfection of love?" I say he did, but he's talking about the ideal. He's talking about what it is that everyone strives for. Love that is felt in our world, the non-ideal world, is not ideal.
I ask you to take a moment and think here. Nothing in our world is perfect. Many things are really cool, but nothing is perfect. There is no such thing as a "perfect day" or a "perfect moment" or a "perfect suit". It is impossible. Yet those are all expressions we will use in day-to-day life to describe things that are wonderful, glorious, breath-taking, or.
You may contest this. You may try to find examples of perfection everywhere, but there's always something better; some way that something could be made to work just a tad more smoothly. It's always the case. This does not mean that something can't be the best experience of your life or the finest thing you've ever seen. It just means that it is not the universal best.
Back to love, now. Love, like everything that exists in our profane world is tainted. No matter how lovely any romance may seem, no matter how absolutely PERFECT two people are for each other, it is simply impossible to reach the ideal. This does not mean at all that people cannot come together and love; it means that they cannot reach the universally best standard for love.
It is perfectly healthy for couples to argue. Loving couples do it all the time. But arguing isn't perfect. Bringing that into love makes love imperfect (as though trying to bring something perfect into a generally imperfect world weren't enough). This can be said for many things--people enjoy their eye-candy, but does this mean that they do not love their significant other? No. Well that's just something imperfect then.
Eric labeled love an illusion. I don't know if he meant ideal love or love in general, but taking Eric to be a logical being (though an emotional one as well), I will assume that he meant ideal love. Perhaps he was also suggesting that the love we can feel in this world is superficial as well, though he may merely have been referring to the problems of what people are too quick to label as love. So many little relationships that we will go through in our lives don't really have love in them--at least not enough to merit the name. I think he may have been taking a strike at that.
Honestly, though, I don't know what Eric was thinking. No one does. I may have misinterpreted his writing entirely, and if I have, then I've made a mistake. But that's ok.
All I know is that regardless of the fact that I know that I can never get the best love, I will always welcome love and embrace it. I know that I will be content with the profane, because nothing can ever be perfect, and that though anything I feel for another could always be made better, it's the best I'd know to make it. I know that I will pursue that beautiful impossibility and enjoy it.
Hasta la byebye, folks.
I don't think I could say I agree entirely with what Eric's saying--or what I think he's saying--, but I rarely entirely agree with anyone that anything says, so it's all good.
However, I think the general feeling that I got from Eric's blog was that love is imperfect. "Wait," you say. "Didn't Eric mention the perfection of love?" I say he did, but he's talking about the ideal. He's talking about what it is that everyone strives for. Love that is felt in our world, the non-ideal world, is not ideal.
I ask you to take a moment and think here. Nothing in our world is perfect. Many things are really cool, but nothing is perfect. There is no such thing as a "perfect day" or a "perfect moment" or a "perfect suit". It is impossible. Yet those are all expressions we will use in day-to-day life to describe things that are wonderful, glorious, breath-taking, or
You may contest this. You may try to find examples of perfection everywhere, but there's always something better; some way that something could be made to work just a tad more smoothly. It's always the case. This does not mean that something can't be the best experience of your life or the finest thing you've ever seen. It just means that it is not the universal best.
Back to love, now. Love, like everything that exists in our profane world is tainted. No matter how lovely any romance may seem, no matter how absolutely PERFECT two people are for each other, it is simply impossible to reach the ideal. This does not mean at all that people cannot come together and love; it means that they cannot reach the universally best standard for love.
It is perfectly healthy for couples to argue. Loving couples do it all the time. But arguing isn't perfect. Bringing that into love makes love imperfect (as though trying to bring something perfect into a generally imperfect world weren't enough). This can be said for many things--people enjoy their eye-candy, but does this mean that they do not love their significant other? No. Well that's just something imperfect then.
Eric labeled love an illusion. I don't know if he meant ideal love or love in general, but taking Eric to be a logical being (though an emotional one as well), I will assume that he meant ideal love. Perhaps he was also suggesting that the love we can feel in this world is superficial as well, though he may merely have been referring to the problems of what people are too quick to label as love. So many little relationships that we will go through in our lives don't really have love in them--at least not enough to merit the name. I think he may have been taking a strike at that.
Honestly, though, I don't know what Eric was thinking. No one does. I may have misinterpreted his writing entirely, and if I have, then I've made a mistake. But that's ok.
All I know is that regardless of the fact that I know that I can never get the best love, I will always welcome love and embrace it. I know that I will be content with the profane, because nothing can ever be perfect, and that though anything I feel for another could always be made better, it's the best I'd know to make it. I know that I will pursue that beautiful impossibility and enjoy it.
Hasta la byebye, folks.

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