I wonder if this is what Lex meant. Found this an interesting read actually.

Schopenhaeur said falling in love is a ‘blind biological urge’ in us – love is basically an illusion which pull men and women together. Love in our mind is magical, sweet, sensational and is a symbol of happiness. But little did we know that these emotions come together with Love as a whole ‘package’. When human are able to derive positive emotions out of something, we gain satisfaction. And this satisfaction is what keep our desire alive. It’s instinctive, and we are basically slaves to our own instinct and desire (Schopenhauer called it Will).

Happy Valentines Day (((((SexyLexy)))))

I've always felt that our concept of "love" is really more of an attempt to somehow ennoble the "blind biological urge" -- to be able to perceive it as something "more" than a reproductive instinct. To somehow pigeonhole the whole thing into a tiny little box (where it doesn't fit at all, without a lot of twisting and cutting and compressing and eye-shutting) so that it becomes a neat little package -- something that can be glorified and idealized in a 90-minute movie.

When something like this becomes institutionalized to the point that it generates a spate of mindless cliches -- such as "There's someone for everybody" or "It'll happen when you stop looking" --
you can pretty much bet that it's firmly enough ensconced into the zeitgeist that there's no way to retrieve it and get people to see it as anything other than the well-scrubbed paradigm they've come to know and "love."

I think its just how society percieves love to be. Lets face it people are brainwashed in to how they think. Lets take Valentine's day. How many men are pressured to buy gifts for their girls or spouses? If you don't, then you are labeled an awful man. Or if you don't buy gifts at Christmas; you are a scrooge. Or if you don't buy gifts for kids; you are a bad parent, Aunt/uncle. If you don't follow the norm of society; you are considered an outcast. Personally; I have nothing but admiration for anyone that thinks outside the box and goes against the norm of society. I like someone that questions what society thinks is wrong or right. Myself; I question what the norm is? Why should I follow like a mindless drone if I truly don't believe in what society is telling me?

The problem (for me) is when the "norm" becomes something imposed entirely externally -- in other words, when I have no say in what I'm "supposed" to want, in how I'm "supposed" to live....

There is this idea that there's something "wrong" with you if you're not completely enamored with the marriage/kids/house/good ol'-fashioned American value system....the underlying implication being that there is no acceptable alternative.

And -- for most people -- there really isn't. THAT'S the sad thing. No one wants anything to do with you if you insist on doing your own thinking.

Maybe I can't tell you what it is.
But I can tell you what it isn't.
Love isn't materialistic.
Love isn't money.
Love isn't sex
..but it is far better when involved.
Love isn't giving up.
Love isn't walking away.
Love isn't fear.
Love isn't doubt.
Love does not know hate.
Love does not commit infidelity.
In fact.
Love is nothing but a word.
That is until one day.
Someone walks into your life.
And suddenly.
That word has meaning.
And the purpose you swore.
That's not made for you.
Now comes in your size.

That's the problem..

So many associate love to what it isn't; not what it actually is.

Love can turn into a variety of things; but once the turn happens, it is no longer 'love itself'.

Love is not pain, but it does make you more vulnerable to it.

Love is not suffering, but the absence of it, drives one to feel such.

Love is not compromise, because one side never truly loved.

If I take a cow and get milk from him.
Does that mean I'm drinking cow?
No, I'm drinking milk.

If I turn milk into cheese. Does that now mean I'm having mac and milk?
No, I'm having Mac and Cheese.

If I am in love and she cheats on me.
Does that mean love is the cause of it?
No, they call it infidelity.

Everyone always falsely blames one word when it is not the cause.

Blame love all you want, but giving the meaning of hatred to love, is a misconception.

Happy Valentines Day (((((SexyLexy)))))

Love takes time to grow.
Love is fragile, nurture it.
Love is not selfish.
Love florishes in kindness.
Respect Love.

:)

:) sweet Mike. Hug for you....

..sweet Myke? (its with a y btw)
..you wrote it? o.o

with a y??
Wrote what, that up there ^^^?? uh, yeah
That's my feelings.

Yes.
lol

..and so, why'd you say 'sweet mike'? o.o

Ah, gotcha. :D