Love No Longer Exist
“Love is a wildly misunderstood although highly desirable malfunction of the heart which weakens the brain, causes eyes to sparkle, cheeks to glow, blood pressure to rise and the lips to pucker.” I believe that the warm feeling you get from love is nothing more than a side effect of pain, I guess you can call love the four hour erection of the heart. If you’re in love call your doctor.
It’s not that I don’t want to be in love, or that I don’t believe in love, but more times than not love ends in heartache and pain. Whether from death, or dishonest action pain will be felt. Females used to have a monopoly of love, they come out the womb and begin to marry Barbie to Ken, but now they want love like they want a hole in the head. Don’t get me wrong I don’t think love was murdered by women, love has since been sabotaged. A theory of WEB Dubois could explain why love in the black community is so messed up.
This is no sudden development, nor the fruit of Emancipation. It is the plain heritage from slavery. In those days Sam, with his master’s consent, “took up” with Mary. No ceremony was necessary, and in the busy life of the great planta-tions of the Black Belt it was usually dispensed with. If now the master needed Sam’s work in another plantation or in another part of the same plantation, or if he took a notion to sell the slave, Sam’s married life with Mary was usually unceremoniously broken, and then it was clearly to the master’s interest to have both of them take new mates. This widespread custom of two centuries has not been eradicated in thirty years. To-day Sam’s grandson “takes up” with a woman without license or ceremony; they live together decently and honestly, and are, to all intents and purposes, man and wife. Sometimes these unions are never broken until death; but in too many cases family quarrels, a roving spirit, a rival suitor, or perhaps more frequently the hopeless battle to support a family, lead to separation, and a broken house-hold is the result.
In this atmosphere which is still relevant today, is real love obtainable? In my dealings with love it wouldn’t be hard for me to give up on love. A simple attitude over who wants to see who, or who is “good enough” for who and in the materialistic world of entertainment everyone’s brain is warped and polluted with misconceptions about love. Either they are in love with another man, want a bust it baby or someone who can buy them whatever they like. News flash! We are in an economic recession, good luck.
I refuse to give up on love, I believe I can easily fall in love with the woman I see when I close my eyes. She’s almost perfect to me, although I’m still learning her. I am traveling down a road of questions without answers trying to figure out what exactly is going on. The best advice I ever got about love was when you finally meet the right one you’ll know, and then you’ll begin to get your life together. My life is falling in line as I type.
