a proclamation (warning: violence ahead)

I don't believe in love anymore!!! It's crazy but when i was writing in my journal trying to figure out my views on marriage i realised something quite serious. I realised that 'love' is just a pathetic word that we use in the English language to describe the vague feeling humans get before they get into bed with each other. And then, why do they get married, we ask. It's after the slow, agonizaing realisation that they had wasted so many years of their life on this word "love", which doesn't exist except the repetitive proclamations of it, that they need to affirm the presence of it by signing a paper, wearing a ring and performing a ceremony. It all fits into Foucault's theory of power, where 'power' only exists through signs of it's representations. Taking that same theory, we apply it to love and we realise, that actually 'love' which is supposed to be another form of power, really doesn't exist at all on it's own but is yet another artificial construct.

my friend Joanne says that i'm obessed with this thing called love. it's only because i wanted to understand how it's held us for centuries, and because i felt that too few people have questioned it objectively. if you thought about it alot, you'd be labbelled a Romantic, but that also comes with emotional attachment. That was what i used to be until i managed to get rid of the emotional part and think about it objectively. and strangely, i feel librated more than depressed about the prospect of it all.

I'm not saying one should not still have companions and for lack of better term, lovers. I'm just saying that we should not expect that there is this thing called 'love'. If you have been with your partner for many years, it's probably something else like circumstances, or self motivated determination in the name of 'love' to justify it all.

Hope this isn't too much a blow.