Romance

I always regarded my thinking as unique compared to other people, as often times I am able to put rationality before emotion (to a certain extent, I don't think I would murder for personal gain even if I could get away with it for the sake of my conscience), as previously highlighted in my previous post. As such I want to touch on something that I can't wrap my head around: romance. Not really the feeling of 'love' itself; I've felt the love of my parents and the love of other girls in my past, but rather the structure of romance.

One of the many things I can't wrap my head around is monogamy and unconditional love. Whether you like it, or as much as your mother tells you, there is always a condition to which your mother will stop loving you. For some it may be as easy as being gay or choosing to follow another religion. A more modern context would be when you cheat your brother out of his inheritance using the law. If you are curious enough, test these limits and see the extremity to which your parent's love extends to albeit at your own risk. I don't think that love can ever be 'unconditional'. For example, if the woman you love suddenly takes on a character that you find unappealing or and appearance that does not suit your needs (for the shallow readers out there, myself included), it is possible to no longer love a woman as much as you did before. I'm sure that many out there agree with me after reading my points, but I'm still talking to the many who don't.

The second one I don't agree with is monogamy. Many mammals, and I don't think that we should be any different, are not monogamous by nature. It's not uncommon to engage in martial affairs among many married couples, if they stay married for very long at all. Instead, many remain to be single and to be sexually active instead. Alternatively there are 'group-marriages' which I find quite intriguing. These refer to groups of adults who love each other and decide to be a 'family', living under one roof and sharing assets, in essence similar to a pride of lions albeit without he territorial males. My mother, as well as my other family members, cannot (or should I say 'refuse') to believe that one can love another person romantically to equal extents. I beg to differ, for I can imagine loving multiple partners at the same time, however I suppose that is up to the person's nurture - I believe - rather than nature.

How about you my dear readers? Does my train of thought confuse you or does it echo with your own? If it is the latter, I have some bad news to you; you're different, and in my case, forever confused with human psychology, society and reality.

Fruit for thought,
Cheers,

Matthew Tan