Meaningless Discussion on the existence of love
As Skinner8 so adequately put it, and I botched post editing, sorry. So a thread here so that the other one doesn't get sidetracked...
Agent Smith from the subpar movie in the trilogy: ...could it be for love? Illusions Mr. Anderson, vagaries of perception. Temporary constructs of a feeble human intellect trying desperately to justify an existence that is without meaning or purpose! And all of them as artificial as the Matrix itself, although only a human mind could invent something as insipid as love.
Does love really exist? Is it just lust? Or perhaps just the novelty of knowing a person so well? How do you really 'know'? And how can you be sure that the feeling are reciprocal? Far beyond me, I'm afraid. I think I'm far too young to truly have any knowledge on the subject, but then, how long do you have to know before you know? Crazy.....
Skinner8:
*Cue deep, yet meaningless discussion*
I'm on the "it's just whatever in your brain, just like any other emotion" side, though I do appreciate the odd romantic stuff.
Note that the above post had "does love really exist?" included in it when I was typing this.
Last edited by Paul Miller; 24th-June-2004 at 04:56.
All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
I like watchin the puddles gather rain
And all I can do is just pour some tea for two
and speak my point of view
But its not sane..
I just want some one to say to me
Ill always be there when you wake
Ya know Id like to keep my cheeks dry today
So stay with me and Ill have it made
And I dont understand why I sleep all day
And I start to complain that theres no rain
And all I can do is read a book to stay awake
And it rips my life away but its a great escape..
All I can say is that my life is pretty plain...