"Love is not blind" says a philosopher named Scheler. But, love is so surreal. Many argue that love is just a feeling manifested from a dormant instinct to procreate. Once the passion subsides, love would transpire into feelings of hatred and betrayal.
According to Scheler's works, love is a movement from lower value to higher value. He contends that love is not an illusion. Given a value of a person, the appearance of a higher value is realized.
"The lover accepts the beloved as what she is, not as what he imagines or desires her to be, or thinks what she should be" (Scheler)
The definition has always been so lopsided. A newfound love is festive; reversely a lost love is tragic. Be that as it may, "real love does not weigh the good and bad involved" (Scheler). It shouldn't be either comparable or measured. At the highest level of morality, Love implies self sacrifice.
Love is a mysterious sensation that compliments our life-force. No one is to be deprived of love. As Plato recognized, "Love is the son of plenty and poverty". He explained that love unlocks a narrow accidental actuality for the poor while it grants the rich limitless store of possibilities or potentialities.
The thought of living without love is a vain attempt. "Many a man does not suspect his worth until he is loved, or until he loves, for the return love essentially claimed by love, even without actual return love, is able to light up new values and possibilities" (Scheler).
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