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Feelings: Love vs Death

Classik

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I have often tried to compare love (as a feeling) to the feeling people get when someone dies. I could not strongly convince myself that a particular feeling is stronger than the other.
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Death is usually something unpleasant, and always in the negative. It goes with agonies.

Love is not always in the positive: some people do incredible things when they are lovesick or when they are defending their love. It also goes with agonies.
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I know it is hard to compare the two as they don't seem to fall under the same classification - however they are both feelings, aren't they?
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So, both feelings do affect someone's life for a long time or even throughout life.
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I suffered shock for several months when my neighbor, a mother, died. We also called her 'mother'. It was a terrible feeling I had in those days. Her death seemed to have shattered the harmony of this family, a lot has changed within - and the family continues to mourn. (It's been over 10 yrs now).
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We know what happens when two males are battling over a single female. :heart It is catastrophic at times in the sence that one of the males could decided to wipe out an entire family. That is revenge or defence.

(I suck when it comes to separating two females or males who are in a love duel or rivalry over the opposite sex. I am not all that a good samarithan...And if they break my head what would I tell my parents? :lol)


I know what love can cause. It can freeze a heart. :adore
It can kill and it can heal. We know what happens when a female/male is lovesick. Love causes a kind of psychological derengement in teenagers. A teenager is ready to disobey the mother and obey his or her lover:
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:bigfrownMom: 'Don't step outside. It is 10pm!'
:sadTeenager: 'Your hogwash! I'm going downstairs to him/her.'
:bigfrownMom: 'I would break your head if...'
:sadTeenager: 'Go get a bazooka, mom.'
:bigfrownMom: 'Did you just...?'
:sadTeenager: 'Dad told us how you ran away from Australia and traveled to China to meet him...and you spent 10 months there...I wonder if I'm the result...'
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S/he could grow so desperate and decide to jump down through the window.
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How about that guy who travels from Asia to Europe just to meet her/his love?

Or haven't we seen people who committed suicide all because the opposite sex could not love them back.

How about a mother's love towards her child?

Sampson of the bible fled from home. There was a woman somewhere. He abandoned his family and went to find his love.

We keep poultry. We have hens and cocks. Always go for the hens. They try to stay home. Cocks! :shocked My goodness. They don't stay home. If you are practising the extensive system you need to be careful. All your cocks WOULD wander away into the cities. They keep chasing after the females.
Just one single hen in your compound would attract a hundren cocks :shrug :chicken
Even some hens might join this community in your home. Clever farmers know what I'm talking about:D

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So, both feelings are very strong feelings, (the feeling of love and the feeling you get when you mourn) but which is convincingly more powerful?
 
the bible says, "those who hate me, love death".

There are alot of people who,overtime, come to love death. It is a slowly building emotion, it accumulates like filth, from all the sadness of life, all the unconsciuous knowing, deep inside your soul, of the hurt you've caused others, and the pain you yourself have felt. It's a frustration with life, you ask 'why' deep in your soul, but when there is no answer, it rots and ferments into a love of death, that becomes the centerpiece of their souls.

My pet squirrel died and I didn't realize how much I loved her. She was in the tree the other day, and a hawk landed near her, she stared at it in curious terror, watching it, she even squeaked at it, and it cawed back, they trash talked back and forth a little I guess, maybe the Hawk was trying to talk it into being it's meal, I don't know. She seemed really scared after that, of moving around as much, she saw it eating her friend, possibly, another pine squirrel. She was playing with. I think that made her pretty sad, because she just started sleeping alot.

another one of her friends, a fox squirrel she played with, got ran over in the street, I saw and picked it up and buried her.

It is easier to believe, that we are born to be predators, to kill, because then we can be hard hearted, and we can be like eagles, flying high above it all. That's how a man thinks. A woman knows she's not a predator, she's the prey, her conception of life is quite different.
But we are not predators, we are conscious humans, we chose to be predators, we don't need to be predators to survive, in fact, the more we work together, the better our odds of survival.

The sadness of wild animals touches me, people think that nature will take care of them, but wild animals have very hard lives, and humans are only making it harder on them. they are encroaching on their little remaining habitats in the urban areas, and they are being cornered everywhere, run out into the streets, run over. The fact that the only animals you hardly ever see in Urban environments is squirrels, tells you something about how intelligent they really are. Scientists use rodents in all these crazy, wicked medical experiments, because they're so smart and they can measure subtle changes in their mood, intelligence, etc. How is that human beings can be so heartless and evil? Is it because they love other humans they think they are doing it out of love, torturing all these animals in such hideous ways, to find cures for diseases? Is it just satanic, evil wicked curiousity? Is it just egotism and race centeredness? It is human racism, the believe humans are infinitely more important than other species and anything we do to them, in the cause of saving one human or helping them live one more day is justified.

the more we encourage eachother to behave like predators, the more surely we will all die. When children play tag, they exchange roles of predator and prey, it's a game, all animals understand, to chase and be chased.

We invaded Afghanistan to show we are the predators, to show we are powerful. We felt the terror of prey when we all got scared of the big bad Muslims, or at least, the scared prey did.
 
Emotions can be deceiving at times in the sense of how we react with our mind or with our heart. Compassion or the love for someone else comes from the heart if it is true love and compassion, while certain things we desire or think we love can come from our head and may not be good for us in the long run.

In relationships of finding a mate

Example of the mind: We can lust for another by how they look in our mind, but truly in our heart are they really going to be good for us in the long run as looks fade but inner beauty last forever.

Example of the heart: Love is unconditional that accepts the good and the bad in another as to reflect on the goodness and help to transform that which needs changing.

In relationship of friends or family member

Example of the mind: We can hate a person for their actions as we only focus on the bad and have hatred for them even to death.

Example of the heart: We can love that person unconditionally no matter how bad they are even to death.

Death to me is viewed in two ways. If one is Spiritually reborn-again I view their passing on as sleeping until the Lord returns and I know I will be with them again, but those who die without Christ in them makes me sad as I will never be with them again. So I can either rejoice and be glad or I can be sad in my heart and feel a void that that person will no longer be a part of my life here on this earth or for eternity with the Father.
 
Not sure how love connects with death. Death means over, maybe it connects better with the process of dying, not death itself.

Dying brings forth many emotions. I watched my mother die this past spring, it was horrible watching her die. Her suffering was terrible the last days, the night before she died, why spitting up gobs of brown goo she could only mumble.."someone kill me"...the only connection love had was our broken hearts as she died before us.

Love is an emotion, different than others. Many suggest love itself is an evolutional selfish biological need. People need others to survive, to depend on. People seek others often to inwardly insure their survival, basically many componants of love just insure the mutual survival of two or more people. I think that is often why we compare love and hate, when we lose that which we built our survival on, we can easily turn to another emotion...hate.

However, we know love has more componants than survival alone, but we know the basis of love has nothing more to do with other than our own survival.
 
Not sure how love connects with death. Death means over, maybe it connects better with the process of dying, not death itself.

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Love and death are completely different. However, I was trying to compare our emotions or feeling when we love or are in love to our emotion when we have lost someone.

The sorrow is more when that person is dead than when he is dying.
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I think the feeling of 'love' is stronger than the pain of having lost someone. Love can make someone die for another.
 
Just wanted to say that I've enjoyed reading everyone's insight.

thanks!

Classik,
Your last post reminded me of the words of Jesus in the gospel of John.

12 My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you. 13 Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends. 14 You are my friends if you do what I command.
 
Just wanted to say that I've enjoyed reading everyone's insight.

thanks!

Classik,
Your last post reminded me of the words of Jesus in the gospel of John.

12 My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you. 13 Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends. 14 You are my friends if you do what I command.

Stove :shocked Where did you go? You took a French leave:angry
Now you are fired
 
Love and death are completely different. However, I was trying to compare our emotions or feeling when we love or are in love to our emotion when we have lost someone.

The sorrow is more when that person is dead than when he is dying.
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I think the feeling of 'love' is stronger than the pain of having lost someone. Love can make someone die for another.

I'm not connecting it..We pain so much after the loss of someone because of love. I don't love my mother more alive than dead. Sure, love can make us die for someone, but don't connect that with death itsefl. No, the sorry isn't much different watching someone you love dying than when they're dead. Many watch dying love ones suffer and because of their love they prefer death for their loved ones. Have you ever stood at the bedside for days, even weeks and watch a loved one go through the dying process?

To me our feelings of love and our feelings in death are both feelings and emotions of love and will differ with each person. It's common when older people lose a spouse, the other spouse dies shortly after with no seemingly other reason other than the lonliness of a broken heart...but the emotion in life and death are both based on love.
 
I'm not connecting it..We pain so much after the loss of someone because of love. I don't love my mother more alive than dead. Sure, love can make us die for someone, but don't connect that with death itsefl. No, the sorry isn't much different watching someone you love dying than when they're dead. Many watch dying love ones suffer and because of their love they prefer death for their loved ones. Have you ever stood at the bedside for days, even weeks and watch a loved one go through the dying process?

To me our feelings of love and our feelings in death are both feelings and emotions of love and will differ with each person. It's common when older people lose a spouse, the other spouse dies shortly after with no seemingly other reason other than the lonliness of a broken heart...but the emotion in life and death are both based on love.

Yes, Ace, I've witnessed such. I watched my neighbor die. It was my first experience. I watched her take her last breath. She died in 1995, in december. I was in shock for months. Actually it was love I had for her when my tears rainned down my body for months.
The thread has already meandered into something more fruitful and meaningful. My original intention was to compare, say 'The emotional feeling of love a guy has for a girl' to that loss and pain we experience when we lose someone (It is still love)...but the emotions seem to difffer alot.

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It was love ( which still exists between these two) that made my dad probably trek for months in search of my mother...untill he could marry her - and seize her forever.
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We are Christians, and we do not cry like people who do not have hope (for we will meet again)...at times I feel like agreeing with myself that crying or tears do comfort. (Trust my sister, a phd in crying - she has a lake of tears in her. She can lead an entire community into fullblown tears)
Thanks for your input. Splendid!:salute
 
Well, tears are a biological stress reliever, designed and needed and men actually have tear ducts...
I still haven't dealt with my mom's death, can't even watch videos of her, don't look at pictures. I was the closet of all children to my mother. Life has dealt me some hard blows for a few years and I think something in me has gone numb to emotional pain, but it's like I keep banking it waiting for the day I think I can deal with it the way I want..
 
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