If I can put a couple of posts from different threads together, I guess my conclusion has to be that women, or at least one very strong woman who shall remain anonymous, looks for true love while dancing on a bar top at a club. I like that. It has a nice ring to it.
I do not believe in love. Noone has ever provided evidence that it exists. Science will have to prove it before I believe. Please do not answer with evidence of attraction to childbearing mates. Since, that is nothing more than an encoded program to reproduce with the best possible partner to ensure strong offspring. “love” is only a cultural myth based on ancient religious views.
Wow. I must be all fucked up. Been married going on 20 years. My wife has been spayed for a long time and procreation really isn’t an issue. The kids are about out of the house. There is no biological imperative to keep us together but we are still in love. You know that goofy feeling your friends kid you about when you first fall in love? Still there. It was there this morning while we were laying in bed fucking, talking, and laughing. It’s not there every day but it pops up often enough. There were times when it was work, but there were more times when it was just fun. Can I prove it scientifically? Of course not. Then again why should I? It only matters to my wife and I and we’re already convinced of its validity. Neither of us believed in the white knight and princess crap. Neither of us were looking for love when we met. She was just getting started in her career, I already had one and was just out to have a good time. Something neither of us saw coming, or really believed existed, took us by surprise. It’s hard to believe it was 20 years ago. Time flies sometimes…it really does.
I don’t have to wait. I’m one lucky gal - I’m with my best friend, my equal and my soul-mate (and my workout partner). All wrapped in one hunka, hunka package…he he he.
avoids, you crack me up. if i look down from the top of the bar and i find you i’ll be sure to wink and smile at you.
Define “true?” Do I believe people can be “in love?” Yes. Do I believe it lasts forever? For some, yes. Do I believe that there is “one person for everyone,” or “the one?” No, absolutely not. I used to joke that my “one” got hit by a bus in china when I was 5. Do I believe that there are some people that, for one reason or another, don’t have a shot in hell of ever having a satisfying and complete relationship? Hell, yes.
lack of biological imperative only means the cultural conditioning takes over to overide the need to procreate more. For instance, in the west, love is usually thought of as monogamous relationship, while elsewhere (or in UTAH) polygamy might be the case. On one hand it is said that if you truly love one woman you can’t TRULY love another. Yet, other cultures disagree. Basically love is not something that can be defined, weighed, examined, or measured objectively. Love is not some absolute. It is a word attached to what ever the establishment tells you it is. It is a “emotion” based on a cultural conditioning which an individual has accepted and a biological need to procreate (whether you want to or not). We are a complicated set of chemical reations happening so quiclky as to fake sentinence. From the big bang to every action man takes, is a series of events that trips the next one. Like a complicated pattern of dominoes falling one after another. There is no soul, no god, just programmed animal instinct we’ve overidden in various forms through cultural norms. Fantasis of other women are our true nature demanding to be released. We are taught what love looks like and then imitate it.
True love overated at best. Biochemically no different than eating large amounts of chocolate. (guess the movie)
I believe in true love, I’m saving myself for marriage.
I believe in true love and I believe in love at first sight–both happened to me and I am still happily married to the same man (20 years now!).When it happens, you just know, and no matter how hard that is to explain, everyone who has had it happen to them understands–“You just know–that’s all.” However, I saw an interesting thing in our local paper a while ago that equated “falling in love” to a cocaine rush (the same kind of chemical reaction in our bodies), and the relaxed, comfortable feeling of “being in love” with the same chemical reaction in our bodies that heroin would cause. Hmmmmmmm. Not that I’ve ever tried either, but I thought that was interesting.
Any one else getting sick of pat’s whining and his cynical views on life?? I am.
Love is a decision. I decided to love my girlfriend, marry her, and I waited until we married for the physical union. It’s called commitment and self-control. Married on 3-31-90. “never to divorce” was added to our vows by our request. We meant it.