Lately, I’ve been pondering a few things. And, no matter how much I think, I never come up with a plausible answer. First off, love-A very popular subject. You love your family and friends, of course. Love is interpreted as all of a sudden falling head over heels for someone, or caring for someone so deeply that you’d take a bullet for them. But, have you ever thought of loving because it is politically correct? Sure, a parent may love his child and a niece may love her Aunt, but do we really feel that way or is it merely a forced emotion we learned through our parents and church? This is a concept which is rather hard to figure out-A concept thought of as beautiful and true, but completely denied its hidden self-The fact that we hide lies behind love in fear that we may be judged as spoiled or hateful or awful. When you think of the word “love”, words like shallow, deceit, and frustration seldom come to mind. Yet, they go hand in hand. Again, I doubt anyone would be able to truly grasp the concept of this intricate emotion, be you maniac or monk.
Another topic I’ve wondered about is emotion. They say a child is unable to truly love, hate or feel any other emotion. If they are upset, they are being a spoiled brat. If they are in love it is only childish, or a phase. But, somehow, once we reach the age of adulthood everything miraculously becomes clear. This, I find hard to believe. How on earth does this make any sense? Adolescence are able to interpret emotions as well as any adult, though these emotions are usually written off as “phases”. Indeed, once a child becomes hard to understand, she enters a “phase”. A time in her life every parent dreads and strives to understand, yet they do nothing. These are merely a couple of things I’ve been preoccupied with for quite some time now. But, although it has been a year, the answers are still as vague as ever.
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