Is love an intrinsic property that goes hand in hand with procreation, that makes you stay with your partner?
So on an evolutionary standpoint the offspring has more chance of survival with two parents foraging and protecting than one parent?
Is the explaination for love this utilitarian, this evoultionary/biological and this simple?
Originally posted by Vladamir no1Hmmm... doesn't seem like people would write millions of songs and poems and novels about a utilitarian, evolutionary/biological process.
Is love an intrinsic property that goes hand in hand with procreation, that makes you stay with your partner?
So on an evolutionary standpoint the offspring has more chance of survival with two parents foraging and protecting than one parent?
Is the explaination for love this utilitarian, this evoultionary/biological and this simple?
Originally posted by DelmerThst's because its so culturally embedded that we accept it without thinking about it...... But I believe (which obviously doesn't mean that it's true) that love was natures way of making partners stay together for survival purposes..
Hmmm... doesn't seem like people would write millions of songs and poems and novels about a utilitarian, evolutionary/biological process.
Originally posted by Vladamir no1What is love to you? Is it merely a biological response as a means of survival? Is love is self serving? Why then is it then that love and self centeredness seem to be at odds with each other?
Thst's because its so culturally embedded that we accept it without thinking about it...... But I believe (which obviously doesn't mean that it's true) that love was natures way of making partners stay together for survival purposes..
Originally posted by Vladamir no1Then what went wrong? Hardly any parents stay together anymore. Some aren't together long enough to know each other's names. On the other hand, perhaps that's evolution's way to decrease the population.
Thst's because its so culturally embedded that we accept it without thinking about it...... But I believe (which obviously doesn't mean that it's true) that love was natures way of making partners stay together for survival purposes..
Originally posted by DelmerGreat point. It seems that on the one hand you need to say that love is self serving. This is because you assume we are evolving and therefore every aspect of our evolving process presumably focuses on survival and self preservation. Then when we look at narcassistic couples like the ones in Hollywood, we see that those who focus the most on themselves fail miserably at love. Why do you think this is?
Then what went wrong? Hardly any parents stay together anymore. Some aren't together long enough to know each other's names. On the other hand, perhaps that's evolution's way to decrease the population.
Originally posted by whodeyWeighty subject. I believe there is "Self" and there are "Others". The degree to which Self can empathize, respect and understand Others is perhaps the degree to which that Self is civilized. When that Self relates so strongly in a positive manner to one of the Others that that particular Other becomes part of that particular Self and visa-versa then that is love. Or maybe not...
Great point. It seems that on the one hand you need to say that love is self serving. This is because you assume we are evolving and therefore every aspect of our evolving process presumably focuses on survival and self preservation. Then when we look at narcassistic couples like the ones in Hollywood, we see that those who focus the most on themselves fail miserably at love. Why do you think this is?
Maybe a way of analyzing this could be with the Sartrean frame of 'subject' and 'thing'... [please note that I used the word 'analyzing' and not 'solving'] Perhaps break-ups happen because more and more couples go with the instinct or peer pressure of getting together without realizing before that both are willing to be 'subjects', making the relationship impossible.
Edit. This [my post] is a turn-off... a sad, sad philosophical S&M way to picture something so painfull when you don't have it and so marvelous when you are surrounded by it... I'll go and write some poems... excuse me :'(
Originally posted by DelmerI think you are on to something. Love goes beyond yourself and must envolve others to be effective. Otherwise it is not love at all. So in effect, love must be somewhat self sacrificial in order to work. Therefore, the more you are willing to sacrifice yourself for others sake, the more effective your love becomes for others. It almost seems diametrically opposed to the idea that love is a means to enhance ones survival on an evolutionary scale.
Weighty subject. I believe there is "Self" and there are "Others". The degree to which Self can empathize, respect and understand Others is perhaps the degree to which that Self is civilized. When that Self relates so strongly in a positive manner to one of the Others that that particular Other becomes part of that particular Self and visa-versa then that is love. Or maybe not...
Originally posted by jareyesAre not most break ups a direct result of someone focusing on what is not being fulfilled for themselves? It seems love fails when an individual focuses the most on what they want or need. Conversely, love seems to succeed when focusing on what your loved ones want or need over yourself.
Maybe a way of analyzing this could be with the Sartrean frame of 'subject' and 'thing'... [please note that I used the word 'analyzing' and not 'solving'] Perhaps break-ups happen because more and more couples go with the instinct or peer pressure of getting together without realizing before that both are willing to be 'subjects', making the relationship impossible.
Originally posted by jareyesOh no, jareyes, not a turnoff. In fact the entire subject is probably best handled with poetry. Post a poem...
Maybe a way of analyzing this could be with the Sartrean frame of 'subject' and 'thing'... [please note that I used the word 'analyzing' and not 'solving'] Perhaps break-ups happen because more and more couples go with the instinct or peer pressure of getting together without realizing before that both are willing to be 'subjects', making the relationship im ...[text shortened]... velous when you are surrounded by it... I'll go a write some poems... excuse me :'(
I like it when you're quiet. It's as if you weren't here now,
and you heard me from a distance, and my voice couldn't reach you.
It's as if your eyes had flown away from you, and as if
your mouth were closed because I leaned to kiss you.
Just as all living things are filled with my soul.
you emerge from all living things filled with the soul of me.
It's as if, a butterfly in dreams, you were my soul,
and as if you were the soul's word, melancholy.
I like it when you're quiet. It's as if you'd gone away now,
And you'd become the keening, the butterfly's insistence,
And you heard me from a distance and my voice didn't reach you.
It's then that what I want is to be quiet with your silence.
It's then that what I want is to speak to you your silence
in a speech as clear as lamplight, as plain as a gold ring.
You are quiet like the night, and like the night you're star-lit.
Your silences are star-like, they're a distant and a simple thing.
I like it when you're quiet. It's as if you weren't here now.
As if you were dead now, and sorrowful, and distant.
A word then is sufficient, or a smile, to make me happy,
Happy that it seems so certain that you're present.
(Pablo Neruda)
Originally posted by jareyesGets my rec, jareyes.
I like it when you're quiet. It's as if you weren't here now,
and you heard me from a distance, and my voice couldn't reach you.
It's as if your eyes had flown away from you, and as if
your mouth were closed because I leaned to kiss you.
Just as all living things are filled with my soul.
you emerge from all living things filled with the soul of me.
I ...[text shortened]... ppy,
Happy that it seems so certain that you're present.
(Pablo Neruda)
Originally posted by jareyesMine too (rec).
I like it when you're quiet. It's as if you weren't here now,
and you heard me from a distance, and my voice couldn't reach you.
It's as if your eyes had flown away from you, and as if
your mouth were closed because I leaned to kiss you.
Just as all living things are filled with my soul.
you emerge from all living things filled with the soul of me.
I ...[text shortened]... ppy,
Happy that it seems so certain that you're present.
(Pablo Neruda)
But all I really wanna say is, Love stinks, yeah yeah.