i do not know about you guys, but do you really know what you are talking about each time you utter the word love? i mean, are you not in fact, just describing the state of irrationality that you find yourself in, each time you say you're in love?
what do you mean when you say you're in love? here's a situationer... mario saw maria. maria is cute, i mean, attractive. logically, mario is attracted. he starts feeling the cardio-throbber thumping on his thinly ribbed and loosely caged chest. maria took notice. maria started making pa-cute, i mean, pa-attractive. logically, mario gets even more attracted. when they see each other, their hearts beat faster... their palms get very sweaty... then they start talking... then they start blackhole-gazing... then they start swimming into the night's seas... then they start cooking bulalo and kwek-kwek together...
then they thought of a plan... a grand plan to stay together for the rest of their lives. as that would be very difficult, they thought of worthwhile things to do so as not to bore themselves staying together for the rest of their lives... they thought of answering cross-word puzzles in their first year... then sudoku in their second year... then math POW in their third year... and so on... and when life's dusk hovers in the horizon of their togetherness, they plan to just eat bulalo and kwek-kwek again. Is this love? does this translate to love?
in the beginning of mario and maria's non-verbal communication, a chemical called pheromone is at work... while this chemical helps a lot in the initial process of attraction, it's not love as you think it might be. the ants and the other insects have been using it for several millions of years now... and they never for once called it love... they'd sound stupid if they do... then came that part after attraction... whatever it is called... just another chemical is involved: testosterone. if you feel like you've already skipped a thousand night's sleep (as mario probably had experienced), blame it on increased levels of testosterone... just that... a certain doctor helmenstine adds that "the sweaty palms and pounding heart of infatuation are caused by higher than normal levels of norepinepherine..."
and of course, the 'crest' of being in love is due to a chemical rush of phenylethylamine and dopamine...
all is not lost once the honeymoon is over... mario and maria's togetherness confers chemical benefits in the form of stabilized production of serotonin and oxytocin... can this togetherness be breached? yes, and perhaps, it can be blamed on chemistry in part... researchers have found that suppression of vasopressin can cause males (voles, anyway) to abandon their love nest and seek new mates. is this love? does this translate to love?
oh love... wherefore art thou? how many crimes of stupidity hath in thy name been committed?
