Woe from Wit
Others say that love is just a chemical reaction in the body and brain. And all that is unusual, sung in verse, all these butterflies in the belly, the beating of the heart, the stars in her eyes, the world that sings and whirls in dance ... all this is chemistry and hormones. The tenderness that we feel for a person is all programmed by hormones, like fidelity, happiness, joy, love. Love is a set of hormones, chemical reactions and elements that make us feel happy and joyful. We are pleased, we are in the seventh heaven, and all these hormones are narcotic substances. Like love itself. Is it worth it to be like animals and test tubes? Survive all this? To risk? Looks somehow not clever ...
It turns out that the beautiful poems of the greatest poets, novels and films of love - all these are just chemical reactions that push people into insane adventures. Is it worth it? After all, everything that we consider to be a miracle and a wonderful gift is reduced only to chemical reactions and equations, and we are equated with the apes for monkeys who simply wish to satisfy the desire and receive a dose.
There is one more point of view. The essence of it is that the love is just a biological instinct of reproduction. And all that we are experiencing is a cunning plan of nature, a trap that entices us so that we simply ... reproduce our own kind. After all, without this attraction, the passions of "beautiful eyes that will not let us sleep at night", humanity would die out. That's all the essence of sonnets, songs under the moon, flowers and gifts, courtship of wit, a lot of human rituals and a whole set of our feelings. All this is to make the offspring and to grow it. A person is equated with a monkey, with reflexes and instincts, desires, the main of which is sexual attraction.
And those who are not very friendly with chemistry and biology, can convince you that love is a purely economic move. Such self-genuine marketing. After all, love today is a common illusion, something that makes things desirable. The most popular books, films and songs are about love. A lot of gifts are given "for love". Girls want to be beautiful, buy makeup to be loved. What can we say about perfume, when people want to smell like flowers, attract, carry information for a potential partner.
The concept of love today really resembles a big marketing. You, as a person, represent a set of qualities and characteristics that are potentially profitable or unprofitable in the "love market". If you are slender, beautiful, you have long legs and beautiful hair - it's much easier for you to find a "partner and a buyer" than a low, complete ... What is considered attractive is considered desirable, therefore, you are hoping for a partner, which will be in demand for the characteristics of "love." Here, too, love itself begins to resemble an act of sale and a profitable transaction, some characteristics in exchange for others, a single category of goods and another in accordance with the needs of the market.
Our fears, deceptions, expectations
Having read all this, you, probably, catch in these words the meaning and share of the truth - extremely sarcastic and negative. And now remember your friends, among whom for certain there is at least one cynic. And he, skoreevsego, will agree with one of these theories, love for him is surely illusion, deception, something ephemeral and unworthy of attention. And now remember the familiar happy couple. Or even married. Or a man in love who really loves someone. They will laugh at such words and say that all this is the lot of "deceived romantics." After all, many of them probably did not hold this opinion before. What we have lost makes us vulnerable. So, the one who once loved and was rejected, calls love deception, illusion. They say "a cynic is a disillusioned romantic". And indeed it is.
Happy people do not need to think about love, as about dodarmarketing, about chemical reactions. They do as they see fit to enjoy their feelings. People who love, do it radebya and they do not care about the opinion of others. They do not need to think about it. And they tromobole refuted that love is an illusion. After all, what they feel is real. And that's fine.
Why then there are opinions that love is a fiction? This is due to disappointed hopes, disappointment and those who have not found their love and those who are afraid that they will never find it, who lost it once, who happened to be burned and disappointed, and also those who saw the grief and loss others.
Why does this happen?
In the people there is a saying "love is blind." Sometimes we see a man - a handsome, strong, successful next to an ugly, harmful girl, we immediately remember this saying. Often we see "unsuitable" in our opinion pairs and just do not understand: that's how such different people can come together? How can a very ugly girl like a guy with whom every second runs? How can people of different categories, types, and even in general exist, love at a distance? It often happens, if divorce happens or people disagree, they blame one of the partners. It is not right. Relationships are work for two people, an act of social interaction, where each of the partners carries an important role, takes part in building relationships, finding mutual understanding, etc.
A woman always builds a relationship with a person of about the same level as she. The partner in some way is a reflection of ourselves, so if we accuse him and slander him, then it's just as wrong as he is. Love is harmony, it is a well-thought-out symbiosis, where each partner meets certain requests of the other. What we want, we get. There is no "blind love", unsuitable partners. It's just that sometimes we do not understand the value of other people, their tastes, here we make premature conclusions. Each person chooses for himself what he needs. If we condemn this or call it an illusion, then we ourselves are wrong. If we do not understand something or it disagrees with our principles and tastes, this does not mean that this thing is bad, wrong or illusory. Love is the individual thing of everyone and the one who knows how to love always knows the right price for it.