There was a time when I was untouchable and utterly heartless, a state which would be heaven on Earth for anyone with strong enough wits to achieve. Lately, however, I have been feeling like a complete spectator, waving at the events of my life as they pass by. What I have been finding hard to understand is how I can see logic, but not be able to bind myself to it. You see, the world is very simple and its simplicity lies in our ability to ridicule ourselves. Emotions cannot exist for they are the very pillars of our anguish. Love is folly, and the people who allow themselves to believe in it are fools. It is immaturity and does not really exist. Immaturity is not saying you cannot live without someone, but believing it. Our emotions are fickle and are based on our most primitive impulses, which proves that we are as shallow as God's creatures will ever be. The reason for that is we cannot love that which we cannot see beauty in. This brings to the most important factor to consider, our minds.
Beauty is a matter of perspective, and perspective is how our minds have learned to interpret. So, no matter how amazing a person's personality and wits may be, unless some of his/her features appeal to someone's interpretation of beauty, this person will never be loved. Nevertheless, and it is only fair that I point out here that someone with incredible beauty but an unbearable personality and wits that would shame even a gold fish, will not be loved either. Point being that what us immature humans call love is actually compatibility. We "love" someone whose personality, appearance, and wits appeal to us, and what appeals to us best is that which we are familiar with, and therefore compatible with us. This is also, I believe, the reason for racism. People reject what is alien to them, and when living in a society dominated by a certain stereotype like light skin color, sudden exposure to anything different will trigger negative reactions.
Now, for the logic of this whole ordeal, emotions exist where logic does not. Emotion and logic cannot coexist for they are complete opposites. The world of logic states that there is no reason for someone to feel bad for losing a "loved" one. Here is where people would say, "But you will never speak, touch, see, hear… that person again," and logic says "So freakin' what?" The only emotions that logic allows to endure are those of pleasure, because logic states that we must pursue happiness. What really makes logic so powerful is its ability to manipulate and redefine happiness. Companionship has its ups, its addictive ups which are the cause for most of our grief. Here is where the real beauty of logic appears. When we find someone who is compatible with us we tend to cling, and when we lose that person emotions take their toll on us. However, if we but allow the stream of logic to pass undeterred we will easily realize that no matter how small the number of people compatible to yourself on Earth, its still an immense number and one which can provide enough hope to kill all despair.
If you are betrayed, lied to, scarred and discarded like no more than a candy wrapper, the question remains not whether you can fall in love again, but whether you should. In addition to that, the true quandary is if logic described the perfect person to you, and that person spat right in your face, can you still trust logic? And if you can not trust logic, your emotions, or even people, then what can you trust?
