“The human condition is such that pain and effort are not just symptoms which can be removed without changing life itself; they are the modes in which life itself, together with the necessity to which it is bound, makes itself felt."
I know. Baby I’m just fighting you know,
fighting for my family. I don’t know what
to do, I don’t know what else to do. Tell
me what to do, tell me what to do.
I don’t know what to do.
Tell me how I should be.
I don’t know.
Just tell me, I’ll do it, I’ll do it.
I don’t know what to say, I’m so sorry, I
don’t know what to do anymore.
Just tell me and I’ll do it.
-Blue VALENTINE
There is no remedy for love but to love more. -Henry David Thoreau
There's a lot I understand about life and living and people. I know interaction and communication. I know basic needs. I understand human complexities. What I don't understand is love. I know it. I feel it. It's recognizable. But how does it hold so much power. It's a dangerous weapon that takes no prisoners. It''s more powerful then a hurricane, and quieter then the night sky. It changes people. It changes everything. It warps perspective and clouds the mind. It brings moments to life that are unforgettable and stirs up the strongest emotions. Why are we inherently searching for love? to give love and receive love. The worlds true currency and the essence of the human condition. Why is it so hard to capture something so pure and powerful? Why is it so hard to hold onto this? There is nothing that weakens me like the thought of loving someone. The most impossible irrational and perfect experience. Full surrender of the self, trusting someone else with your most protected self. Full vulnerability and trust. How do we know it's worth it? What happens when you fall out of love? And there is nothing left. Can we lose the capacity to love someone who we once loved more then anything else. If love is sacrifice, the ultimate sacrifice, there is no guarantee you will walk away with anything intact. You may lose everything. Walking into the dark with your heart in a million irreparable pieces. The torment of loving someone, the agony of losing yourself, the hardship of sharing yourself-I can't imagine the appeal to any of it, but then I see the fall. And it's so beautiful. The beginnings are so perfect. The moment, the look, the feeling. And I know how it lures you in. the sweetest innocence and the grandest promise of transformation. So you leap with both feet in, that is if you get up the courage. Sacrifice your heart to the worthy individual who makes you see life as a possibility instead of a challenge. Because perhaps, just maybe it's the fall. The euphoria and the intensity of the fall-if you are brave enough to dare-that will change you. Leave you left holding your glass heart in front of you with eyes squeezed shut tightly, daring to fall.