What I love the most must be what hurts me the most.
Love is the precursor of Hate.
Do not seek love, but become love yourself.
“One must learn to love.— This is what happens to us in music: first one has to learn to hear a figure and melody at all, to detect and distinguish it, to isolate it and delimit it as a separate life; then it requires some exertion and good will to tolerate it in spite of its strangeness, to be patient with its appearance and expression, and kindhearted about its oddity:—finally there comes a moment when we are used to it, when we wait for it, when we sense that we should miss it if it were missing: and now it continues to compel and enchant us relentlessly until we have become its humble and enraptured lovers who desire nothing better from the world than it and only it.
But that is what happens to us not only in music: that is how we have learned to love all things that we now love. In the end we are always rewarded for our good will, our patience, fairmindedness, and gentleness with what is strange; gradually, it sheds its veil and turns out to be a new and indescribable beauty:—that is its thanks for our hospitality. Even those who love themselves will have learned it in this way: for there is no other way. Love, too, has to be learned.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche
I feel attached to a beautiful face,
giving birth to a desire to possess,
and it is the possibility,
that sustains the thought.
I dream of her
she is like the blue sky
that brings me great joy
absolute peace of mind
why did she fade away
now I’m troubled with other potential lovers
I wanted to stay in the pure bliss of my ignorance
“It turns out the brain in love looks strikingly similar to one on drugs like cocaine! Find out what drives love, and why we simply love being in love.”
On Love
Today is the day of love, the day in honor of the secretion of neurotransmitters (serotonin, oxytocin and dopamine) and stress hormones. But of course the experience of love is whats being appreciated, the subjective qualities, not the material basis.
Love like many things is like a drug, it brings happiness, thrill and a sense of ease. It is often fantasized about, and this is what causes humans (especially females) to be always searching for it. It is not very different from how prescribed or illegal drugs work, and yes it has some type of psychological addiction (this explains why my ex-girlfriend always got a new boyfriend every 4 months when she lost or left one)
I think the emptier we are inside, the faster we get addicted to certain things. The emptier we are the the easier we fall in love.
Pēteris Vasks - String Quartet no. 4 (V Meditation). Keelpillikvartett / String quartet “PREZIOSO”: HANNA-LIIS NAHKUR (viiul / violin), MARI-KATRINA SUSS (viiul / violin), ANNE ILVES (vioola / viola), ANDREAS LEND (tšello / cello)