Is love really blind?

Sean Cruz said:I remember back in second grade, grasping the concept of set intersections was a total struggle for me. It finally clicked once they explained it using an example where one of the sets was actually empty. Ever since then, math hasn't been an issue. 😁 🤣

Sandra Parker3 said:Ehm, yeah, since we're talking about being blinded by infatuation and bringing up rabbits, 😲hang in there, Drew Morgan, you're dear to me, just make sure yours doesn't end up like this one, though I'd say obsession really crushed him

Wow, you guys have covered a lot of ground here. I don't think love is blind, actually; I agree with you there
you just occasionally squint with one eye, or maybe both
Sure, you're squinting, but you still catch a glimpse through the gaps, and that’s what love is, you know... it's allowing the other person to be themselves, completely unfiltered, because that's exactly who they were when you first fell for them after all those long walks and winding roads (ugh, so dramatic, I could go on but I won't 🙄)

See, that's the difference between infatuation and love... the first one avoids obstacles, while the second one refuses to look past a double standard

Well, since you were all reminiscing about those sweet, infatuated days, it's nice to wake up the next morning and still appreciate that feeling and that person, even if it hasn't turned into a lifelong
choice... it's just a moment in time, and time eventually brings everything together so the pieces fit

Not "fit together,"
but rather "align" (like solving a puzzle, not lying)

Drew Morgan said:Horrible, what even is this?!? I saw that movie ages ago, but I don't remember any rabbit. She killed their rabbit?!? Disgusting... It’s a tired trope—when you want to inflict the ultimate cruelty, you kill someone's pet 😢

Drew Morgan said:Unfortunately, I rarely witness anything resembling true love. It usually devolves into something repulsive quite quickly. We’ve all been brainwashed by this myth of romantic love—a myth that fuels a multi-billion dollar industry, much like how Soprano talks to his degenerate son.

Kenneth Peterson5 said:Look, you can't go mixing up being "in love" with actual love—that’s a huge mistake. Being in love? That's just a massive hormonal glitch in your brain. Real love is more like this steady, balanced state where we somehow choose to see way less than what's right in front of us, even though our eyes are wide open.
That’s why everyone says love is blind.

cosmictinker21 said:Ha. Honestly? I'd take losing a pet over having some psycho lurking around my kids, trying to get to me through them.🤷

Yeah, it’s a nice feeling to wake up and realize, "Okay, that was great, but I'm done." It’s a bit more awkward when you wake up and realize you just wasted a chunk of your life and several good evenings on something useless. Of course, there's always a chance to claw your way out of your own stupidity—or someone else's sadism—if enough time passes and you finally see things clearly enough to bail. But if you just keep choosing to suffer... well, there's no helping you at that point.

All those grand declarations about love that people think only exist in their own special little bubble... 🤣they don't really hide the sheer misery of someone being thoroughly crushed by their own delusions and someone else's lack of empathy.

Blindness is basically just a glitch between the limbic system and the frontotemporal cortex. You get so caught up in the emotional rush that you fail to see the relationship is broken. People still struggle to distinguish actual love from just being infatuated. And looking at some of the posts here, the word "love" gets used in such a hazy, dreamlike, overly romanticized way. Fine, let them have it... I just feel bad for them.😢

Sandra Parker3 said:Ehm, yeah, since we're talking about being blinded by infatuation and bringing up rabbits, 😲hang in there, Drew Morgan, you're dear to me, just make sure yours doesn't end up like this one, though I'd say obsession really crushed him

Wow, you guys have covered a lot of ground here. I don't think love is blind, actually; I agree with you there
you just occasionally squint with one eye, or maybe both
Sure, you're squinting, but you still catch a glimpse through the gaps, and that’s what love is, you know... it's allowing the other person to be themselves, completely unfiltered, because that's exactly who they were when you first fell for them after all those long walks and winding roads (ugh, so dramatic, I could go on but I won't 🙄)

See, that's the difference between infatuation and love... the first one avoids obstacles, while the second one refuses to look past a double standard

Well, since you were all reminiscing about those sweet, infatuated days, it's nice to wake up the next morning and still appreciate that feeling and that person, even if it hasn't turned into a lifelong
choice... it's just a moment in time, and time eventually brings everything together so the pieces fit

Not "fit together,"
but rather "align" (like solving a puzzle, not lying)

lonegardener said:That sounds a bit odd... could this be some kind of metaphor? 😲

Rebecca Scott3 said:I mean, maybe it’s actually more like a union of sets...😉

Drew Morgan said:Quote:

Jerry Martinez5 says: Since you're a moderator, I can't issue a strike. Please go back and actually read the rules.

silentpilot6 is a moderator?!?! 😲😲😲
The guy spends his entire existence looking for ways to suck up to the elite!

Drew Morgan said:Horrible, what even is this?!? I saw that movie ages ago, but I don't remember any rabbit. She killed their rabbit?!? Disgusting... It’s a tired trope—when you want to inflict the ultimate cruelty, you kill someone's pet 😢

cosmictinker21 said:Thanks, truly. May we all just soak up this late summer sun... for as long as it lasts.

That’s exactly why I brought up those classic literary masterpieces; they inhabit a space entirely different from our daily reality. Unfortunately, most of them seem to revolve strictly around romance, which is really just one thread woven into the larger tapestry of the book.

I find myself drifting back to books I finished ages ago, and every single time, I stumble upon something fresh... or at least a reminder of what I missed. It feels like reading a brand-new story.

In our culture, love is placed on this untouchable pedestal, yet so few people actually grasp its true essence. It’s just another pillar of social rigidity—much like the sanctity of motherhood, religious dogma, racial politics, or these stubborn prejudices regarding morality and pride. We're fed these ideas from the moment we can walk, and then we carry them around stubbornly and irrationally for decades, never bothering to question if they’re even true once we've grown up.

I remember listening to this guy once who was practically bragging about his "principles," even while everything around him was falling apart. As long as he stayed "principled," right? God forbid... I suppose someone's supposed to give him a standing ovation for that.🤣

Are principles actually more important than the goals themselves?

Take the rule that you shouldn't kill people, for example. Obviously, because otherwise, the entire human race would have wiped itself out, much like how Homo sapiens did to the Neanderthals. But honestly, if someone laid a hand on my child, I’d probably tear them apart with my bare hands... assuming, of course, I wasn't opting for a more legal route.

silentpilot6 said:By the way—there is no evidence that we are, in any capacity, 😁 responsible for the extinction of the Neanderthals.

Drew Morgan said:Horrible, what even is this?!? I saw that movie ages ago, but I don't remember any rabbit. She killed their rabbit?!? Disgusting... It’s a tired trope—when you want to inflict the ultimate cruelty, you kill someone's pet 😢

Sean Cruz said:I suspect Colour wasn't actually talking about the rabbit; I think they were using it as a metaphor for targeting children. 😉

Sean Cruz said:😁
That old saying holds true: You are who you associate with. I actually held back from mentioning roasted rabbits just so I wouldn't upset Vess.

What seems odd to you? Is it that I missed the intersection, or that I don't struggle with math? 🤣
It's a metaphor, obviously. 😉

They say the first ten years are the hardest 😁 while you're struggling to find an intersection, completely unaware that you actually have a union. Some realize it early, some late, and some never at all. 😛🙂