Sunday, February 23, 2014

Week 6 Day 2: The Question of the Spheres

Wednesday's Class was definitely a lot more structured than my class presentation had been.  I had many problems with that class, the least of which was the time spent on the powerpoint, and how late I had stayed up the night before finalizing it.  But with this class, I felt they were much better prepared.  It seems the  beast of Procrastination had not beaten these men that night, and if it had, they hid their weariness well.  I admit, when the class opened and I was watching a man discuss getting a divorce, I thought "Well this is going to be a weird class period."  And it was, but in the best possible way.  I found myself particularly attached to the ideas presented at the end of the presentation, as they were targeted at something every person could relate to.  The idea stuck with me, even after leaving the class, that there must be some subjective truth to everyone that we could all relate to, but in a different way.  And for me, that was love.  The idea of being in love has a notion of fluttering butterflies in your stomache, blushing on your face, not being able to stop thinking in terms of another person, and such things.  But the interesting thing is, not everyone is so fond of it.  Some people hate being in love, and are strictly opposed to it.  A dear friend of mine, who we'll call Sally as to not offend anyone, once told me online that she hated the idea of falling in love.  The reason for this wasn't that she hated the love itself, but rather what it meant for her.  To her, falling in love meant falling for a guy who was likely either in a relationship, or is not interested in her, or is gay.  Basically, it always ends in heartache so shes' begun hating the idea of love.  Similar to a monkey who, when shown food and is sprayed with a hose every time food is shown, begins to hate the food as well as the hose.  Meanwhile, others who have trouble in love have no hatred toward love, but rather toward each individual situation.  They don't see love as this overarching problem, but rather a different series of events that happen to all include love.  Thus the idea of people having a subjective truth about love, but not subjective views on it, is not only entirely plausible, but entirely possible as well.