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Per Ardua Ad AstraIs there such a thing as recycled love? I just had an unusual thought, if not funny, that love can be recycled from one person to another. Or maybe, it's NEW and IMPROVED love, with some added flavor and ingredients minus the elements that didn't make it work the first (second, third, what have you) time around. Isn't it funny that when we move on from one person to the next, we tend to give more because there's a newfound hope in this budding relationship? I don't know, but that's what I honestly think.
I was skimming through my friends list in the oh-so-wonderful Friendster (hehe) and I came across the men who've been a part of my life, and wondering now where they are (and what could've been. What?? Hehe just kidding. =P) And after giving off a sigh of I dunno, a strange mix of contentment, aloofness and irresolution, I gave myself the permission to reflect and muse on the things that happened since I was in 6th grade, and how every single relationship was different from the one before.
If I were to sketch a graph of how my relationships were from the first to the last, it would be like the graph of K (carrying capacity in Ecology) where it starts to build, increase, drop, increase, drop, increase and eventually be stable after how long. That's when I thought of recycled love; that the love a person gives to another once it's over is passed on to somebody else after some time. And with that, the person (hopefully for Chrissake) has learned more from his experiences to therefore be able to give a better kind of love to the next recipient. I'm proud to have met people who at the first instance gave their all with very little holding back. And I'd bet that the people they're loving now are luckier than I was at my time.
Think about it. Your boyfriend or girlfriend now has probably loved somebody else before you (well there are exceptions of course) and it makes me think if that love they're giving you now is just what's left of the one before, or a complete new love with no remnants from the past. But I guess it can't be a complete and new love since what we know before, we have added stuff to, so still, part of it was from the one before. So I guess what I'm really trying to say is that YES, love CAN be recycled and it's not such a bad thing. Because if YOU were on the receiver's end, then you're bound for a better relationship considering that your partner has learned from many times before (and if they're sane and respectable people as well =P). But then... not all people are in the same maturity level, so who am I to say that the next relationship will be better...
What about this: the next relationship will be better because hopefully people have strived to be smarter and more considerate due to their past experiences. And everytime you start something new, there's always the HOPE of finishing it with satisfaction. Then you could go into a plateau.. which... isn't really such a bad thing either. =)
I guess having lost my entire sidebar will not work for me, but it's no reason either to start anew. =)
I am Jik. I believe in miracles, and I believe in hope. I am not prude nor old-fashioned even though I believe that Love is very real and that it governs the world. I am not selfish even though I may be materialistic. I am not weak even though I sometimes crumble down to my knees. I am not poor even though I have very little in my bank account. I try to embody what courage is all about and I try to do everything in spontaneity. I invest a whole lot of passion in anything I do, and I am and always will be a dreamer. I admire people who uphold their beliefs in life, as I try to do so myself. I always strive for the perfection of character, and make myself into the person I want to become. I seek for the greater scheme of things, the tapestry of how everything falls into an exquisite, sublime plan. And my greatest fortune is having found the secret of my life. This I intend to share with all of you someday.
Makulit. Malikot. Mababaw. I'm thumbelina, sweetie, choknat, bitch, bastard, bruhilda, gaga, bubwit, baby, hoebag, dumbass, jiffy, jikinini, jikydoodles, gicgic, jikulit, jikywiky, jikaru, jikers, jikee, jikijik, jikjik, jik, jixie, jikita, jikita banana, jikitita, jikaboo, or what have you. I'm the Jik you know and ever will know.