Saturday, September 03, 2005

~Silly Humans~

The silly things humans do to aggravate themselves when they're out of love amuse me.

Why is it that when your best friend is out of love, he or she spends a huge amount of time cooping him or herself up in her room, listening to draggy love songs and getting him or herself overly-involved in classically tragic movies[The likes of 'Romeo And Juliet' and 'Moulin Rouge']?

Was it a bug that was tagged within us during the mass production of humans? Or was it a malfunction that occurred along the lines of our forefathers to us? But as the saying goes:

~Humans can never be perfect~


Yes, you may be a perfectionist, pursuing for nothing but the best in each and every little thing you do. But while you are meticulously engineering your path to perfection in certain aspects of life, the minor factors that surround your life are left stagnant.

And you know what? You can't help it, this is a... a human virus, a bug which men of various generations could not unravel. It's something in us that I presume, will strap us humans down for many years to come.

Back to what I was saying about sad people. Are they abusing themselves to seek sympathy from within? Or are they relishing the happy and sweet moments from the 'seemly recent' past? Thinking back, whenever I suffered a setback from the hurting clutches of love, I would turn myself into the sounds of metal. [The likes of Cradle of Filth, Dimmu Borgir and Children Of Bodom enrage my malice from within and effectively releasing my feelings all at once.]Perhaps there's a bug within me too, just that I don't turn myself to the sounds of sorrow-hood, but to the growls of frustrations within Metal. It sets me free.

To people who turn to love ballads while being out of love, they feel the passion and love within the song at its best. No matter what the lyrics of the song are, as long it is a love song, it can be related to any scene of the past relationship...and it will hurt. Badly. Painfully.

You know it will hurt, but still you are bent on repeating "Michael Bolton's 'How Am I Supposed To Live Without You'" over and over again, each time tearing when Michael sings the chorus with much passion. And each time you tear, an overwhelming feeling overcomes your whole and believe me... You somewhat like that feeling. That feeling of being heart-broken, out of love and romantically dejected.

I believe that the role of the song was to actually enhance the sadness in you, so that you'll start wailing and all, to actually steep your degree of sadness. Once it has been justified, you'll feel like you are the worst person that could be alive right this moment, and that makes you one of a kind. And who wouldn't want to be there? Where you feel that almost everyone is obliged to shower you with sympathy love and warmth.

And once again, this makes you feel loved. Not just by your previous partner, but by everybody in the entire world!

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