A Rose By Any Other Name
The eternal question. Philosophers have cogitated about it, writers have espoused long works dedicated to answering this question, poets have waxed lyrical on this notion and pop stars regularly beseech us to consider it. I like things to the point so I went straight to the dictionary and it defines love as
“A strong feeling of affection”
I am often scathingly criticised that I don’t really love people or that I have no comprehension of love. What nonsense. I feel a massive sense of affection for you when we first meet. In fact, I would wager that the intensity of my feeling for you goes above and beyond what anyone else feels. Why else would I want to spend every moment of every day with you? Why else do I take you to delightful places, furnish you with expensive gifts and shower you with my well-chosen words of affection and desire? I feel an intense connection with you, often from the beginning and that is the catalyst for me burning with passion for you. Who is to castigate me for those feelings? How can it be said that I do not feel love when the way I feel conforms, no, exceeds the definition of love? Do you know what I attribute that to? Jealousy and envy. It is always those who look upon our perfect love and declare that it is false and unreal. What do they know? Nothing. They are just caught up in their own empty and bitter shells, envious that they do not have what we have. I know what I feel for you. I am in touch with myself to such a degree that I m able to express it to you through thought, word and deed. Indeed, many of my former girlfriends have remarked that the eloquence by which I conveyed my love for them was remarkable and unparalleled. So yes I do love. My form of love may not be the same as yours, but then whose is? My version is sweeter, greater and all encompassing.
Just because it does not last does not mean that it is not love. Its ephemeral nature is your fault, not mine.
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show me then how You can love. ..
As I said in another post, the truth hurts and sometimes comes out as harsh HG! I’ve had a very good teacher! 😉
Are you sure you don’t let yourself down?
Harsh Fool Me, harsh.
HG, why does love from your kind always turn into hate? Why must you turn the apple of your eye into your bitter enemy when things end in such a strange and awkward way?…..
Because you let us down.
There are a lot of things that are big in Madagascar HG!!!!😇
My use of the word silly is a endearment phrase I use for people that are in my heart HG. And you are always in my heart!!! 😘
I am everywhere Fool Me.
Yes you are!! Even places you don’t know about!! 😏
Oh I know I am big in Madagascar!
Yes he was great, love lot of his music 🎶 this song quite deep……
He sings it well.
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Very nice post and writting as always HG. thanks. Perfect company for my morning coffee and silence 😃.
Have a nice day ☀️
Thank you Nikita.
Yes very true. Narcissist can love. A special love but they do. I felt it from my father every day until the very last day.
He would not tell me I love you but in other ways eitler show it or say things like you 3 mean all to me. Everything I do, I do it for you.. ❤️❤️…. 😢
N3 spoke to me alot about his special way of loving me. Telling me that he could not love me the way I loved him but that it was a different love and that he hoped I could see his love in what he did.
He also told me that it comes and goes.
That sometimes he would feel it intensely but that sometimes he would not feel it.. But that it came back again in the special moments… That he created …
I started shortly after his openess identifying how could I mantain those moments of love.., it takes 10 times the effort than with a non-narcissist love….
This is probably why you say HG that it is our fault that it is short and not yours…
I sensed in him that although he accepted himself like he is-hence the openess-he still suffered about it. His eyes were not completely void. I could see the sadness in his eyes talking to me on how he was unable to love like the others..
Also when he talked about the relationship with his dad and how his mom had done nothing to “save” them from his control and power. A mixture of anger and sadness..
I guess from knowing that this influenced the end result of him being like he is..
Thinking about Narcissistic love will always make me melancholic…
I would give everything to see my dad again…. ❤️😢❤️
https://youtu.be/vt1Pwfnh5pc
Great song, he was some boy was Johnny.
Hitler loved and was loved, but it did not make him any less a destroyer.
Really?? I read his book and saw no instance of love in that book. And have seen his conferences and never heard a love sentence in there. He had power thats it.
Eva Braun was his girlfriend for over 10 years , she attempted suicide twice early in their relationship. They commited suicide together when the Third Reich collapsed. Love did not make him any less a monster, her love got her killed
Hi Debbie. Yes you are right. I misunderstood your comment.
I thought you meant Hitler pretended to love.
I have read that he had also antisocial PD. Full fledge psychopath.
And to be honest Debbie we dont know about her mental state. The whole thing is so sick. I dont know what kind of love you have to have by standing besides a man and watch him massacre thousands of people. I would think maybe she was as psychopathic as him. Will read about it and comment later if I find something. What I am telling you is only what I think.
Hi Debbie
So there was not much literature on Braun and how she was but I found in a german site ( i live in a german speaking country) that she had tried to commit suicide twice before when she thought Hitler would leave her for politics ( not another woman). That she adored all the economical benefits she had from him like a chalet in the bavarian alps because she liked skiing, apartment in munich, trips and fashion. She adored fashion and chamged herself up until 4 times a day…. She knew about the holacaust but pretended she did not.
Does not sound to me like mentally stable and healthy…. My opinion…
Hi HG! Have you missed me? But of course you have! Silly me to think you might not have. Lol. I have been trying to catch up on my reading, you put so many books and blogs out I can’t keep up! They have helped me so very much! Thank you! I have been doing a lot of soul searching the past few days,well for me it’s spirit searching. That man tried to kill my spirit and I almost left that happen. I decided a few days ago that I’ve had enough!! I threw everything of his in the trash including his pictures. HG it felt so good!! I could finally take a deep breath again, I looked up at the beautiful blue sky with the sun shining and smiled for the first time in 7 months (a true genuine smile from my heart)there was not one tear! I don’t ever want to see or talk to him again. I know by continuing to read your books and blog.I will be able to keep the no contact going on forever. I also know you don’t like them but big hugs coming to you and hundreds if kisses too!! Your Fab!!!
Aha, here’s Fool Me! Of course I have missed you like the desert misses the rain. Thank you for your kind words, tell your friends ! Seems to me that you have seized the power in tackling the ever presence in such a way. Keep reading, it is the path to freedom.
You were doing so well until you added the keep reading and tell your friends!!!! Lol. Free advertising for you! Nothing is better than word of mouth. Of course I will tell my friends silly man, for as much as it helps you it helps them and all of us who have been sucked in by your kind even more!! Xo 😉
Ha ha, I will let your label of silly pass on this occasion since you are so complimentary elsewhere !
Wonderful fool me 1 time that you smiled and no tears – gives me hope .😃