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by Etzel

 

by Machiavelli

I do not know what I have not felt. Maybe you know it and have felt it, please enlighten me as to how it is different from pleasure fucking or being sexually attracted to someone with romantic love? As far as familial love, other than knowing them really well, how is it different than knowing anyone else really well and appreciating them as a person?

"Pleasure fucking" and being "sexually attracted to someone" are SYMPTOMS of love. The same with "knowing really well and appreciating a person". 

You first feel the DESIRE (i.e. the LOVE) and THEN you insert your penis in her vagina; THEN you build a company and make lots of money; THEN you play Counter Strike 6 hours in a row; THEN you shoot a soccer ball every waking hour of your life; THEN you stage a coup d'etat and create your own vision of an empire; THEN... then! then!

But not everyone is PASSIONATE ENOUGH to bother THAT MUCH with inserting their penises inside her slutty vagina; THAT MUCH to play a shitty game like Counter Strike 6 hours in a row; THAT MUCH to shoot a stupid fucking little ball every waking hour of their lives; THAT MUCH to risk dying in order to build an empire; et fucking cetera. Only the MOST PASSIONATE, the ones TRULY CAPABLE OF LOVING, actually bother with stupid shit like that.

Do you get it? 

 I get what you're saying, but those are different things at different times. Guess I just never felt love if it does exist. You don't describe the feelig in a way that I can relate. Prostitutes must love their client by your logic, and I must be in love with the pizza place. Our relationship has been going on for years because they make good pizza.

by Etzel

So basically, love is a feeling, an emotion. And the only way we become aware of it is by observing its EFFECTS. We then INFER that the CAUSE of all those stupid effects must have been a powerful emotion, so powerful indeed that it utterly incapacitated our brain from thinking logically and allowed us to proceed in idiotic behavior with a good conscience. We then designate that emotion with the word "love". And that's about it. There's nothing "unreal" about it.

 

 I love seeing you get worked up in a discussion. Ever so quick to blow up. Temper temper Etzy

Well, there may be many things prostitutes love, and perhaps having a cock inside their vaginas is one of them. But there's no doubt there are other prostitutes who are merely selling their holes for lack of power: they'd like to make a living of something else, but are too weak to make money doing other stuff. In this case what they love is money, security, etc. and their love is, as is only fitting, also obviously weak (i.e. a tiny desire to possess things and shape them, i.e. it's barely love at all). For if they really loved money, security, etc. they'd show it through their actions, and instead of standing at 3 A.M. in a street corner, they'd go perhaps rob a bank, or save what little money they have to go earn a degree, etc.

And yeah, you sound like you love your pizza. At any rate you love it MORE than the other pizzas of your surroundings.

As for my temper: if you had understood a thing of any of the posts I made here, you'd have grasped that I myself am in love with knowledge. I'm extremely passionate about knowledge, philosophy, the truth, and this is why I bother so much with it.

So, there are many things in this world (indeed an infinity of them) and you can either be indifferent towards them, you can like them, or you can love them. On the other side of the spectrum, you can either hate them, dislike them or again be indifferent towards them.

What both hatred and love have in common, then, is that they are both powerful emotions. Ultimately, love itself is a kind of hatred. (No such thing as opposite concepts exist in reality.)

by Etzel

So, there are many things in this world (indeed an infinity of them) and you can either be indifferent towards them, you can like them, or you can love them. On the other side of the spectrum, you can either hate them, dislike them or again be indifferent towards them.

What both hatred and love have in common, then, is that they are both powerful emotions. Ultimately, love itself is a kind of hatred. (No such thing as opposite concepts exist in reality.)

 Same here, I'm in love with both knowledge, learning, as well as debating. We're both passionate about it. I'll concur that you win this round. You've given a coherent definition, and did so without annoying me with illogicalities. In that case, I do love, I love pizza and like pasta. Love as an extreme end of the pleasure-displeasure spectrum makes sense.

Love is not a noun, it's a verb. Think about it. 

"For a moron who says "everything is art" the word is indeed UTTERLY USELESS, because if everything can be defined as being "art", then NOTHING is "art" and the word itself becomes meaningless."

Everything is art, but not everything is good art.

Art is allowed to suck, but what judges that is individual interpretation.

Everything is art, but not everything is good art.

Ok, I'll bite. Perhaps you'll even learn from me. So: if everything IS art, then how do you base your evaluations? What makes good art good, and bad art bad? Because if everything is art, then both a painting and crock of shit are art! What is the fundamental criterium you use to base your evaluations with?

Individual interpretation, that's the beauty of it. If it were just one set standard it'd be boring.

There's museums that carry some of the strangest pieces, even spanning to things like trash, blank canvas, and chairs, but what judges if it's good or not is purely that individual's opinion.

While I might think some of it's crap, another person could walk up and give an entire dissertation on why it's valuable.

An example: The Museum of Bad Art.

Ok, I'll stop biting.

"The original meaning of the word, referred to a type of desire. You desire to have that person around, which is identical to infatuation, and then after that high, the desire to keep them around. My point was that the reasons they want to keep the person around, is inherently about them and what they want. Usually sex, cuddling, etc...."

And how do you know the original meaning of a word that's older than who-knows-what?  Even assuming that you're correct about that, you're actually arguing against yourself.  A prolonged desire to have them around?  If you've never seen a couple over 35 that still seem genuinely happy together, then you must not get out much.  For a man who doesn't believe that love exists, your definition certainly doesn't seem like anything extraordinary.  In fact I'd say it's far more mundane and commonplace, than most peoples definitions.  On top of which, your point about their reasoning being selfish, is exactly what you just described love to be.  A desire.  Desires are what you want, yes?

Just as a sidenote, if simply "desiring to have someone around" (even temporarily) constitutes infatuation, then we're all crazed stalkers. : P