I swear we had this thread already a couple of months ago with the same 5 first responses.
Still funny.
Nonsensical, meaningless ramblings. But I'm not surprised since Frankl was an existential psychologist.
Your parents are probably the closest thing you'll ever get to unconditional love.
Not really, not the compulsive kind anyway. You don't need an ego to keep yourself fed, or to keep from setting yourself on fire, etc. We still have pain, and discomfort, etc. All that would be missing is the compulsive or desperate need to respond to these cues in a way that makes them go away, so we'd basically just have an option where at present we don't.
baby don't hurt me.
Don't hurt me, no more.
good on you fellas.
But isn't it the desperate need to make these cues go away that helps us survive and stay healthy? If we put our hand on a hot stove we need a compulsive and desperate need to take our hand off it immediately or we'll burn it. If we don't judge anything as good or bad, or grasp good things and reject bad things, if we don't have some anxiety about the future that sort of takes over our minds fully, and isn't something that we just watch objectively, then there is really no reason or motivating force for us to preserve ourselves or our health and future. (I don't pretend to know as much about Buddhims and meditation, etc. as you do, but the guys I read and listen to about this stuff will tell you that you shouldn't try to kill the ego, but just make it more quiet, or something along those lines.)
baby don't hurt me.
That's quite a leap. Not everyone reproduces or can.
go ask my bitch ex
Your parents are probably the closest thing you'll ever get to unconditional love. But should the way a person, whether they be a lover, parent, friend or sibling, treats you be a determining factor for whether or not you love them?
Let's say your brother is a fool who drives you up the wall, who doesn't care about you and hurts the people you care about. But you love him because he is your brother, because you remember when you were brothers, and because of that you will do anything you can to help and support him regardless of what he does or says. Is that love?
In another example, the person you once claimed to have loved is now nothing more than a sorrowful/bitter memory. Is that love?
Evidently there are different examples of love but how do you measure the latter against the former? Widows sometimes refuse to remarry because they still love their dead spouse. Other widows, who expressed similar love, are able to remarry. How could the two have felt similar?
Whenever I read a Meus Resistance thread about relationships, I think to myself, "this is a man who has no experience in a relationship."
Not really, not the compulsive kind anyway. You don't need an ego to keep yourself fed, or to keep from setting yourself on fire, etc. We still have pain, and discomfort, etc. All that would be missing is the compulsive or desperate need to respond to these cues in a way that makes them go away, so we'd basically just have an option where at present we don't.
Isn't the ego essentially a point of reference we mistake to be our true selves?
Also, the word love is fairly subjective. It means different things to different people. Personally I define love as acceptance and appreciation. That doesn't mean not being critical though, you can accept someone for who they are while also helping them change or better themselves. Likewise you can love someone for everything that they are and also not want anything to do with them if they aren't good for you. I really do think that love is unconditional, but I think we are all lead to believe it's not. Most likely from our parents and our upbringing.
Yeah, basically a view of fixed or substantial identity, or seeing the self as a 'thing' rather than a conditional and insubstantial 'process'.
For the sake of simplicity you could also consider it a manifestation of the 'three poisons' (Greed, Hatred/Aversion, and Ignorance/Delusion).
I agree with this. It seems like if it was really conditional it would have to be some kind of infatuation instead.
Is infatuation the right word? Specifically in regards to "familial" love.
I mean, I love my father despite all his flaws. But there are limits to that love. I am not quite sure what the limits are, but I know that they are there. I do believe that I could stop loving him.
love doesn't exist. it's just humans running around dogshit crazy trying to justify not feeling comfortable being alone.
This is tough. I think there might be some peculiarities in our perception, like when you experience love in the present moment it is unconditional, yet paradoxically you are not guaranteed to feel it all the time. You can willfully generate feelings of love towards someone you would not normally feel that way towards, but then obviously since it requires effort that is not your norm and you're likely to return to a feeling of indifference or whatever later on. But at the time that the feelings are present, they aren't conditional on any particular thing (for example, you ordinarily liking the person). This may just be a tricky evasion of your question though, I'm not entirely convinced of this answer. I kind of think it would be hard to feel no love for a parent ever again assuming we did before, though it's probably very easy to 'lapse'.