Of love and suchlike...

Was re reading Wuthering Heights and came across this...
"Though Earth and Moon were gone
and Sun and Universes ceased to be
And thou wert left alone
Every Existence would exist in thee"
Now that,my friends,is poetry!!

Had a rather heated discussion with a friend on the existence or not of true love.He was being rather supercilious and annoyingly cynical about the whole concept,which made me livid,because i am a firm believer.i will concede that it might mean different things to different people..that at the same time it might mean safety and vulnerability,caprice and generosity,acceptance and avarice...but that it is not real..that it is not strong..that it cannot change people and lives and fates...i do not believe.It does not have to make you happy,does not have to end in happily ever after...but its there in the world ,its as real and tangible and powerful as the sun and the wind and the earth...

i have a strange theory..i think when the universe came into being,a lot of towering, powerful emotions were born as well..Love,Hate,Hunger,Lust...in the hierarchy of emotions they occupy the top rungs..cruel and powerful,raw and ungovernable and unpredictable,like the earth itself...then eventually,as the world cooled and grew older other feelings came into being..softer ones like affection and tenderness,petty ones like jealousy and envy,interesting ones like empathy and understanding...and along with them a hundred watered down versions of the Big Ones...people say,that there can be different kinds of love and they are right..there are.Mild variations of lust,moderate levels of anger,a short sharp pang of hunger...There is a simple reason for this.Very few people could survive them in their original form..they are too powerful,and will destroy anyone in their hold..so,call it a survival mechanism..sometimes though i wonder,what it would be like...

And i wonder too what right i have of being judgemental?of accusing people of settling for the mild or the moderate?surely everyone has the absolute right to decide for themselves what will suit them best..and that happiness can come through various different doors and in a multitude of disguises for people..and isn't that the ultimate aim?Happiness..peace..contentment...most days i believe it is...but there are some days...some days when i think that sometimes you should just leap over the cliff..that the flight is worth the fall...that safety..in feelings,in actions,in falling back on conventionality..is a overrated and stifling concept..that be reckless, be reckless,for its own sake..and damn the price you might have to pay!...embrace your inner restlessness and go down unknown paths,venture into uncharted waters....and when the wind is howling on a dark night outside,throw open your doors and race it till you lose,knowing that you will lose but also knowing that just feeling the sting on your face ,the roaring in your ears,the feel of your hair and clothes being torn away from you ,the complete, utter and total exhilaration,will be all that you will ever remember,all that you will ever need...