hen I was innocent of the ways of the world I used to think: amor omnia vincit - love conquers all. I wish it was so. Why is it that humanity, a species so advanced and intelligent, is so blind and primal when it comes to love? From day one, man has argued, fought, killed and died for the love of a woman. Why does the most peaceful and beautiful of emotions lead to such violence and hatred? I just don't know any more.
It is such a basic thing yet it is the one thing that science cannot fathom. Women and Men have sought to unravel its mysteries for thousands of years. We have made men fly and women move through space, we have developed weapons of hatred, deceit, and destruction yet not a single thing on love. Why? Every minute of every day of every year someone is feeling the pain of love, yet for every one that hurts, ten more wish they were that one.
Love is the closest humans have to a purpose and we risk everything - even life itself to achieve our purpose. Love for a country, love for an ideal, love for a family, love for a woman. It comes in every for shape and size yet it all is the same. It is everywhere and nowhere. The richest man cannot always afford it while the poorest man bathes in it. It can be in your grasp yet further away than you could ever image. It is the most natural feeling and yet it is the one that feels most abnormal.
I have felt love yet I could never even begin to define it. Would we be better off without it? I really don't know. We can all have it, yet men kill each other for it. Why? Why does love provide all the questions and none of the answers? Why?...
Speed Dating
