Goodbyes are the worst. I hate that empty feeling in the pit of my stomach right now. I know I've said some permanent goodbyes recently, but in my mind, there will always remain some inkling of hope that someday, I'll see at least a few of them again. ~
Back to humanity, then, to forget about the pain. ~ I've realized just how much us humans are controlled by our wavering, ever inconsistent emotions. Those feelings that take over our minds so rapidly, erasing all rational thinking. I've always been scared of that, and I guess that's what makes me such a cold person sometimes. ~ Anyways, the two ever-so-clichéd emotions I wish to analyze right now are love and hate. ~ Yes, I know, it's been said a million times before, but love and hate are what drive us humans. The fuel behind all our precariously-balanced planning. Ancient, innate stuff that's existed ever since human life first began. Written and worried and mused over by countless writers, musicians, ordinary people. ~
So what is love? I think anyone that has tried to find the roots and reasons of true love has failed. Love isn't something you can explain with the written word. It's so tangible yet so abstract, an oxymoron in itself, that only by experiencing it can you ever even begin to understand it. ~
And hate? Hate is even harder to see through. Hate burns just as brightly as love. In fact, I've always thought that the harder you love someone, the easier it will be to hate them through twists of fate. Because in the end, all that emotion has to go somewhere... and when pure water is contaminated with ugly black ink, it will eventually become totally polluted. ~ Our driving forces have to exist - they cannot ever completely disappear. We might hide from them, but deep down, they will always be there, lurking and waiting to pounce. ~
Back to humanity, then, to forget about the pain. ~ I've realized just how much us humans are controlled by our wavering, ever inconsistent emotions. Those feelings that take over our minds so rapidly, erasing all rational thinking. I've always been scared of that, and I guess that's what makes me such a cold person sometimes. ~ Anyways, the two ever-so-clichéd emotions I wish to analyze right now are love and hate. ~ Yes, I know, it's been said a million times before, but love and hate are what drive us humans. The fuel behind all our precariously-balanced planning. Ancient, innate stuff that's existed ever since human life first began. Written and worried and mused over by countless writers, musicians, ordinary people. ~
So what is love? I think anyone that has tried to find the roots and reasons of true love has failed. Love isn't something you can explain with the written word. It's so tangible yet so abstract, an oxymoron in itself, that only by experiencing it can you ever even begin to understand it. ~
And hate? Hate is even harder to see through. Hate burns just as brightly as love. In fact, I've always thought that the harder you love someone, the easier it will be to hate them through twists of fate. Because in the end, all that emotion has to go somewhere... and when pure water is contaminated with ugly black ink, it will eventually become totally polluted. ~ Our driving forces have to exist - they cannot ever completely disappear. We might hide from them, but deep down, they will always be there, lurking and waiting to pounce. ~
Love and hate. Peace and war. White and black. They're all interchangeable, all parts of a whole, and they mix more readily than water and ethanol. ~
Love is hate's charming twin sister. Yet she's fickle and can be just as cruel as her brother. ~
Hate is love's looming twin brother. He's dark and moody and has an appearance just as stunningly beautiful as his sister's. ~ There is no in-between. How can there be, when we humans are so complex ourselves? ~ I love you. I hate you. ~ Huh. What cosmic jokes our universe doth like playing on us. ~
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