Defining Eros...

“All you need is love…”, “Love is a many splendor thing…”, “your love sets me free…” and the songs about LOVE goes on and on, serenading man’s center of emotion. It’s really a wonder how love can make black turn into white and vice versa. It can do miracles that you and I can ever imagine. And so thinking how powerful this thing can be, it’s also frightening when love is erred to inflict so much pain for personal motives. Hence, that is just one of the many conditions man will face for as long as love is recognize…man should be aware of its perplexities. Love can be a very small word, but believe me, its definitions are endless and we are about to learn it one way or the other.
At the early age of two, I was already aware that there is such a thing as love. The feeling that I felt from my parent’s care—nurturing me and giving me all the time needed so as to express a parent’s love for their child. That was me, receiving love. When I was seven years old, I had my younger sister then. That was the time that I feel like I had to protect her especially when mom and dad are not around. The feeling was like possessing a beautiful doll that I have to take responsibility of taking care of it no matter what. That was me, expressing love. As time goes by, I have had quite a lot of experiences about loving, to love and be loved in return. Though some of it may not seem to be fruitful neither worthy to tell, but I’m glad for I have had my fill.
Aside from my own sensibilities, I’ve come to know more about love based from other people’s experiences. It was an acquaintance that goes from the footsteps of norms to the outskirts of morality and beyond that, it passes through the walls of immorality. It was then that I realized that love can also be relative. That we cannot just define it nor make judgments based from the knowledge of love that we’ve grown up with. It was a manifestation that reveals multiple awakenings. What murder for me can be considered as love to her, and there is this certain thing that I have known to be a crime is actually not a crime at all for her. Plain and simple…or it can be vague and absurd to fathom. The paradox lies beneath the surface of our understanding about love. Man can be fully aware about the danger; moreover, he definitely knows the consequences. He cannot deny nor ignore the fact that he already stepped over the line of reason but then how come, some tends to become a dullard. Is it by choice? principle? Or just by the given trying-situation? It’s amazing how man can sometimes dodge the sharp bullets of logic and boldly create a new meaning. The ironic part of it is that his reasons can be pragmatically acceptable although the situation claims to be otherwise.
Henceforth, despite of all these many facets of love, do you still want it? Do you still want to experience its topsy-turvy condition? Suffer like the rest and be faced in a do-or-die situation? Well my answer for that is YES. Oh yes I do! The fact that man is unique and love can be relative, I still do believe in the harmony, serenity and bliss that love promises. You know the feeling that after all the tiring and busy life you have, (not to mention problematic too), at the end of the day you can still go home wearing a smile on your face; thinking that someone is waiting for you, wondering if you’re safe while you’re on the road. Isn’t that the most divine feeling we humans can ever experienced? To love and be loved. After all, you’re a man. God created us with the freedom to choose. In the end, it’s all up to you. Sometimes the situation got worse because you tend to let your mind dominate the situation. Why not try to ponder even for a short while, weigh the situation if it’s really worth it. If there is one thing that I ever learn from spying the wholeness of love, it’s that I realized…choosing the heart over the mind will never lead me astray… not to mention, a murderer!