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long is the way and hard that out of hell leads up to the light. [john milton] the mystery of love is greater than the mystery of death. [oscar wilde]


January 03, 2006

ignorance is a bliss

many theories about the biological roots of passion and love have been published in the last years. it's quite understandable. among all pulses of our subconscient mind, the love pulses are arguably the most enigmatic ones. what is the origin of such a strong feeling? why do we fall in love with x and not with y, even if y seems physically more attractive? this is the legacy of the rise of science as the 21st century's religion - mankind is no longer ready to assume that there may be some things left unknown. the feeling doesn't matter for itself - one must know exactly every how and why it implies. i don't care why i'm in love with her, or if our passion will only last one year, or if love is nothing transcendent, but just a cause-and-effect reaction of hormones or neurological impulses. the only thing that really matters is the feeling itself. as if it was a religion, a blind faith towards the unknown. ignorance may indeed be a bliss.

3:23 PM

 

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