H(a/o)rmonic Love

I know I know, everyone has a heart, everyone can love and I also know that love is a pure and divine truth. Okay, I was bullshitting- I can swear on anyones head I believe none of it. Even on the head of someone I supposedly love, not because I don't believe in love rather because swearing on someone's head doesn't get them dead either. It's like justifying cheating on your girlfriend because having an affair doesn't have anything to do with love. "It was my hormones honey, I swear it was my hormones that made me have sex with her. You know I love you, don't you? With all my heart."- the other 'heart' that is. So when do you decide you don't love someone? When your heart stops beating for your love? I doubt it. I would rather wager on your testosterone glands to decide that for you. The point is, what makes love so different from any other physical phenomena. Actually, what does any feeling have anything to do with the metaphysical? It's all electric impulses, chemical reactions that drive us- so when someone points to your lack of emotions, what do you tell them? I would suggest you take a deep breath, plant a well aimed slap on the guy's 'visage' (pun intended), make an innocent face and blame it on your highly disturbed state of emotions. If they still don't get it, fling a stone at their faces and tell them you aren't 'stone hearted' after all.

Turning towards sentences, more about pretenders.

This world will never be complete if improbable starts turning into impossible. Pretense is one way to let the world run chaotically, as nature wants it. There is always someone you know who tries to pretend to be someone they are not. Normally, when it gets too irritating to bear them, you grab a fork and hurl it right through their eyes- and then you end up in a mental facility. Anger is the most basic emotion, the most fundamental and the most ancient. Sadly, people who tend to display anger publicly aren't very good at socializing. The irony here is that humans are essentially animals pretending to be something they are not. Why? Just to be accepted by the society. And then it is us who send people to mental hospitals and prisons for being immoral. Is not morality a pretense? Why then do we point fingers at people who act as someone else? Is it our own conscience trying to tell us that we are at fault after all. Wearing a shroud to camouflage our reality and lowering the hood to mask the raw world is like schizophrenia; an illusion; an unreal world we have created for ourselves. If you still don't find it justified, you should be the one in a nuthouse. And the next time a neighbor hates you because you ate their cat, file a lawsuit against them for violating animal rights.