The Intangible Essence of That Thing Called Love

Philosophical thoughts set to pen of page on the topic of that thing called Love ...

The Intangible Essence of That Thing Called Love

Written By Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn de Graham

Copyright © 2014 Marvin Thomas Cox

DBA: Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn de Graham

All Rights Reserved

... To ponder the intangible essence of that thing called love ... What a task lies before us in contemplation of the grandest of mysteries to befuddle history's brightest minds!

Love laughs ever so mockingly at man's intelligence, never giving it a passing glance.  It is an essence sought after by men suffering from overly developed, intelligence-endowed-minds, desperately seeking to indisputably and undeniably identify it as a classified category of a primal substance element to be added to man's Elemental Chart ...

Yet, to date, this patent identification  eludes the geniuses of Mankind!

For thousands of years men have sought answers as to the why -- of why this is so.  I suspect the search shall continue for many thousands of years to come, for as long as men walk the earth to scratch their heads in deepest thought of bewilderment at all they see in existence within the world and universe around them that simply cannot be explained with notions of a Big Bang, alone, emanating forth from a single pinpoint of light, a theoretical pinpoint of light which can also not be explained ... After all, all light emanates forth from some place -- some where ...

So, if we, as Mankind, cannot explain that which we can see, how do we yet hope to explain the unseen?

Many a heated argument has ensued over the existence, or non-existence of a God (that which I choose to term as: A Catalyst Reactant Ultimate Source Point of Origin of All Existence; a Creator Being of all that is and will ever be ... Why so?

Generally the reasons given for the non-existence of a God (A Catalyst Reactant Ultimate Source Point of Origin of All Existence) are based upon rhetoric which confidently asserts that we -- Mankind -- cannot see He/She/Him/It, therefore, He/She/Him/It does not exist.

FYI, as well for the official record, I do not support, nor advocate, any form of Organized Religion: Judaism, Christianity, Islam.  However I do attest that some thing, some one, or some it had to orchestrated the existence of the very universe in which we live, the very planet upon which we all do reside and live out our lives.  Thus, I choose to refer to myself as An Intelligent Design, Free Thinking, Agnostic-Minded, Atheist.  But please do know and grasp this fact of my personal reality:  My self derived terminology, as a description of myself, is fully intended to convey two precise messages:  I do not support Organized Religion, and, yet, I am not your Average Joe style of textbook Atheist, whatsoever.

Yet, none of us (most certainly not I) would be likely to argue the existence of Love ... How do we explain away such illogical logic set forth by highly esteemed logical minds who pride themselves in the logic of their (self assumed) logical reasoning?

Love!  You can't see it. You can't touch it. You can't taste it. But somehow -- in ways you simply cannot explain, nor describe -- you feel it, when such a time occurs that Love chooses to touch you -- your life.  Therefore, how do we explain the existence of this thing we have come to call Love?

Like the wind softly moving through the leaves of a tree, to set swaying gently and rhythmically, we see the effects of Love upon the lives of others -- setting them to glowing with meaning and purpose of life and existence.  Fact is, When Love chooses to wander our way, entering our lives, we happily attest to Love's almost magical effect upon our individual lives as well.  Should not such testimony, as evidence, suffice the most brilliant of brawny-brained-mental-marvels?

Sadly, such evidence will not suffice for those who are insatiably ravenous in their appetite for answers fitting their own personal, mental, outline of truth.  We must remember that logic motivated minds are not easily swayed by that which they can feel, no matter how wonderful and and personal the feeling.

The logical, reasoning mind -- seeking indisputable proof -- seeks to see, with its own eyes, the wind as something physically tangible that may be touched, examined, evaluated, studied, dissected, reproduced, enhanced, and (ultimately) defiled by the hand of Man -- is prone to Man as mastered.

Therefore, when one points to a tree swaying in the breeze or, perhaps, to a beautiful sunrise or sunset -- events that seem most special when in Love -- it is not at all surprising to met with firmly expressed reactions of resistance to such examples as, in fact, being acceptable and suitable proof of evidence.  Our ears may be assailed  with accusations stating that our examples seem, all too well, to represent the same type of evidence presented in arguments by those who advocate the existence of a God -- A Catalyst Reactant Ultimate Source Point of Origin of All Existence.  Why so?  Because Scholars and Academics, alike, wish for us common folk to believe that they do not think with feelings, but always that of cold, hard, concrete, facts.

Question is:  When it comes to Love, does anyone upon this earth really doubt that Love exists?  Very few folks, if anyone at all, doubt Love exists!  As a generalized whole, all Humanity tends to accept, without question, that Love exists.  One simply cannot prove the existence of Love anymore effectively than one can prove the existence of a God -- A Catalyst Reactant Ultimate Source Point of Origin of All Existence.

In all reality, there are many things within existence, within our very lives that we simply cannot prove, but do tend to accept without question. For example, our very existence and lives upon this earth: Are we merely figments of our own nonexistent imaginations, which also do not exist, in having passed from nonexistence of life to the nonexistence of death, before ever taking that first breath of nonexistent air in parting a non-existing womb?  Where will the questions and doubts end?

Where is the logic, reasoning, and brilliance of Man's self-assumed intelligence leading us?  Most certainly not to any meaningful answers to questions that simply cannot be answered --will likely never be answered -- by the reasoning mind of Man.

Man simply cannot answer all of the questions his mind might set forth to ponder, in finding himself discontented in facing this all too surreal reality of his under-par-intellect and clearly-limited-finite-mortality in view of the overwhelming evidence set before his very eyes:  That within the universe surrounding us there is an essence of existence that simply is incomprehensibly beyond any and all of Mortal-Man's intellectual capacity for logic and reasoning -- an intelligent essence not only infinite, but infinitely eternal. 

In practical application of the practicality of our -- mine and yours -- practical existence in the grand scheme of things, to occasionally be merry victims struck down, dimwitted and dumbfounded, with a smattering of Love?

To us mere simpletons, existence is but a moot-point-state-of-mind, while Love is a matter of the heart, a matter which overwhelms all logic or reason, consuming our minds in all its entirety as those who are hopelessly  infected within its spell can think of nothing except that one whom the love, quite willing to trade the very air they breathe -- the beating of their hearts, their very lives -- for just one more moment with that very special one to whom  they are helplessly in love with.

More happily imprisoning than the allure of any drug, is the power of Love -- intangible; unseen; all powerful; when it engulfs your life -- your very all.

Love is truly like the wind.  It comes and it goes.  It is sometimes peacefully calm, while at other times it blows like a gale.  Love cannot be had.  Love cannot be held.  Love cannot be lost.  As such only seems so in our foolish belief that we ever possessed it at all.  For Love is not a possession (men deceive themselves into thinking as such), but is a most highly elevated and spiritual state of heart and mind (the human heart has a brain:  https://scitechdaily.com/scientists-have-discovered-a-mini-brain-inside-the-heart/), which permeates our very beings --- our every thought, our every moment -- to never be truly lost, but merely distanced from within the reach of our hands that always seek to grasp and cling to that which was never ours to hold or keep in savoring the wonder of its beauty.

Love exists, without aid of breath, food, or water.  Love truly is that alleged Big Bang Theory, a single point of light that sprang into existence to light the pathway of Mankind's existence upon this planet we call Earth.  The path goes on, though at times the light may seem to dim, even appearing to leave us.

Love never dims.  It only grows fainter in the distance of the many footsteps we leave behind us as we continue onward upon this journey called Life.

Love is that flame which never stops burning, nor can it every be extinguished.  People come and they go.  They enter upon the stage of our lives, and then they are gone, either lost in their passing from this life (as I have lost my late wife of 49 years), or because they have moved on to live life elsewhere.  But true love never dies, though we may leave this life consumed by the magic of its madness -- an insanity most blessedly pleasant to have spent ones life enduring.

Love is the one intangible thing we can feel in this life that is truly eternal, without end.  Love is like a rose, a beautifully luminous rose, ever so bright before our eyes that we pay no heed to the thorns upon its stem that are there to prick us from time to time.

And while the petals may fade and fall away, spring shall return to see Love bloom once again -- forever like a rose:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KrEjNBY919k&list=RDKrEjNBY919k&start_radio=1

Love is Mankind's only true and viable answer:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_QZjJU-mtFU&list=RD_QZjJU-mtFU&start_radio=1

As members of Humanity, we must always remember that we are one:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2-n8sPkE6gE&list=RD2-n8sPkE6gE&start_radio=1

This article is dedicated to the memory of James (Jimmy) and Dan (Danny) Seals, my cousins who were two of the finest men I have ever been blessed to know.