Thursday, April 17, 2014

The subjectivity in love through Love’s Philosophy





Some people blame their unhappiness on love; others express their happiness with love.

Love can be a misfortune; it can destroy someone’s stability and emotions. Over the time, civilizations around the world –Greeks, Romans- have used love as center for their literary work. As a matter of fact, mythology relies on love and its characteristics; it is through love, lies and revenge that Greek Gods are closer to human beings. Greeks philosophers such as Plato and Aristotle distinguish two types of love, the first one is called tender- love and it is almost impossible someone gets hurt by this kind of love; the second one is the passion-love type which makes you rip your heart out. There are many people, who spend their lives looking for love, but they do not find it and surely there are other people who find it, yet this does not mean they will be happy. As sung by Ville Valo “love can say no” however love belongs to the human nature and its complexity, whether it hurts or not, love brings together death, life, anger, passion, and lust. This nature of love is what Percy Shelley describes in his poem Love’s Philosophy (1820); elements mingle together for a functional reason; because there cannot be A without B, there is not you without me.

Percy Bysshe Shelley was a Romantic writer, he explored imagination, self-expression, nature, beauty, and as the other Romantics he separated himself from reason. In Love’s Philosophy Shelley’s use of nature is evident. In fact, he departs from nature to explain what love is about and how he feels towards it. The poem itself is a gem; it establishes elemental relationships in nature, for example sunlight with earth, rivers with ocean, and compares them to the primordial relation of love. Additionally, we can appreciate the author’s wish for love and its uniqueness. In spite of this brilliant literary work, one should wonder is love that magical? Shelley associates love with life, nevertheless we shall consider that love is also death (not literarily). In this sense, I suggest death as the sadness and heartache any human being can go through because of heartbreaking. Certainly, heartbreaking is part of life and experience, but there is always someone who says “I will die for you” and “I will kill myself if you leave me”. The truth is that love is a manifestation of many aspects of the self; we can look at it as death or life.

Love is subjective and because of this it should not be mixed with sex or attraction. Although these last two terms play a role in love, this is not always the case. On the same note, love is unreasonable and unquestionable; men can love men, women can love women there is not a pattern in respect to loving someone. The view of society on who loves whom is the changeable particularity and this particularity is often linked to sex – not love- and the function of sex for the human kind. The predisposition of the human mind to judge love in regards of sexual intercourse has been a barrier for the self-expression of love through human history. For instance, in the Roman republic (84-54BC) a poet named Catullus wrote poems in which he exposed his perspectives of penises, vaginas and people. These perspectives originated an ambiguity and misjudgments in Rome and, thus in love. Ironically, literary studies have found that the purpose of Catullus’ disposal of erotic words and phrases was a strategy of discourse. Unfortunately, Roman society did not contemplate Catullus’ love for Lesbia and his romanticism. Instead, they criticized his sexual comments on men’s love and the emancipation of women (Fernandez, 2000, p.14).

According to Love’s Philosophy if everything mingles with other things why would I mingle with you? This is the final statement of the poem; however we can go further to comprehend the statements that are presented along.  Shelley writes: “The fountains mingle with the river / and the rivers with the ocean” (1-2). As I mentioned before, first he establishes a relation in which he points out to the source of a bigger entity – the ocean. He allures the connection of elements in order to form something more impressive. He continues by saying: Nothing in the world is single/ all things by a law divine/In one another’s being mingle (5-7). Praising how nature is divine, Shelley practically states that everything has its other half; there is no cavity for singularity. He finally ends the first stanza with “Why not I with thine?” (8).  In my opinion he declares that if  the ocean has  rivers and these one have fountains , he does not see an obstacle to be with his other half. Allegories to the vast nature are essential for this poem to be graceful and joyful; I suppose Shelley’s idea was to give to the reader an appealing view of love.

In the second and final stanza, Shelley’s comparison and metaphorical words of love and nature become stronger. He magnifies love and the search he has for it; mountains and heaven, moonbeams kissing earth, and waves clasping one another. In addition, he asks himself this time “what is all this sweet work worth/ if thou not kiss me” (15-16).  Apparently, he only needs a kiss for love to emerge and sometimes this is what some people think. Somehow, I differ from Shelley and the vision of love in Love’s Philosophy because it is too idealist for me and even though love works properly sometimes, the fact is that it makes people tear up a bit. Smiles and tears, this is the actual philosophy of love; a dichotomy that has the human being as the center of its functionality.

And while I write this essay, I think of my dear friend who is suffering because of love and betrayal. I just saw her crying this afternoon and I wanted to help her but I could not. At some point it is inevitable not to get hurt; Shelley’s Love’s Philosophy does not show this. Certainly, love is an amalgamation of –good and bad- feelings that according to the situation can change and block out the reasoning. Personally, I believe love is like a knife; it depends on you if you hurt yourself. I’m one of the few people on earth who is not anxious to find love. Moreover I still do not see the point on finding my other half, maybe time will change this thought though. Nonetheless, I admire the people who spend their lives on their own, they are wiser, they are smarter and they know more about love than people in love. If I do not find my other half, I will still be happy because happiness does not come from passion-love. Actually happiness comes from our inner self, our experiences and our surrounding, therefore we can be the fountains of our own rivers, and we can be the rivers of our oceans.

Source:  http://www.belumsarapan.com/
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Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Call Me by My True Names


Michael Weikath, Helloween's Guitarist at Java Rockin'land 2011 

Art Gallery at Braga Street, Bandung


Oldie but Goodie


Kupu

Onthel Bike Festival 2013

Bintan Garden Resort






Java Rockin'land 2011


Believe it or not, I’ve been blogging for the past four years. And sometimes I am still wondering where this blog will be heading to? Blogging for me is more about writing sentimental things about your silly life [My own life specifically].Only until a month ago I start to think that maybe [well just maybe] that blogging could be a source to make a living, don’t you think? Or at least that’s what those famous successful bloggers told and prove us. I think that is a good idea for a pennyless single woman like me. But I still don’t plan on having amount of money and many visitors visit my personal blog will define what I will post here.  

I’m slowly starting to realize that I’ve subscribed to a very particular brand of lifestyle brought by my main job to this blogging. It all became clear when I wrote hotel reviews for California Hotel Bandung and Favehotel Bandung few days ago in E-Magazine that I work for.

I had this odd sense of comfort. The type of comfort that comes with the fact that I can write hotel review and product review that I think I can’t do back then. So I wish it’s a good start. 

And this busy life won’t stop me to write and to post in my personal blog. And just because you have busy life, doesn’t mean you stop exercising, doesn’t mean you stop visiting your loved ones, and doesn’t mean you stop reading etc…Does Kim Kardashian stop putting on mascara just because she doesn’t have a mirror? Same thing, I don’t stop writing about what I am passionate about just because I have busy work. 

Busy life, can’t stop us. 

Some pictures diaries that I have just created recently. Enjoyyyy

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Baby! It's Beautiful Outside


Bandung has been raining a lot this recently and sometime it’s pretty much annoying especially if you don’t have your umbrella with you but there is always something special in the rain and cold weather, whether the smell of wet grass in the morning, the sensation sleeping under your warm blanket accompanied by the sound of the pouring rain outside in the evening or fetch out your favorite jumpers that you have been hiding in your closet waiting for the right weather to wear them or warming your tummy with hot soup/tea/coffee. But I know that for some people cold weather makes life more difficult. Sorry for that….lol

Yesterday the sun was shining so bright, I didn’t have any better idea than went to the county side garden. Since not only because it’s a beautiful but it’s located in the hill so it’s exactly a place that I want to visit in a long time. As I walked down the street, I feel like I was in a balcony for I can see a cloud would wash right through town and chill its bone and I feel like i were watching over the whole world, wonderful it was :)

It’s still fresh in my mind how when I was a little girl I used to grow my small garden with variety of flowers that I got stolen from the forest next to my village and how I used to go to the rice field miles away with my parents and brothers to grow seasonal plants such as paddy, corn, vegetables and cucumber. Spending hours watering them and then bringing home overflowing baskets of our own field produce.

And as I sat down on the hut waiting for the dawn, how weird or maybe ironic I think how something that was so ordinary for me now become something extraordinary. Got to admit that everything does change! Change itself was born in the very same moment as universe, time, earth and mankind. And as a human, we sometimes waste our life and time denying change and as a result, those who can't accept change will live in suffering and will not truly living as Darwin once said that “It is not the strongest of the species that survives, nor the most intelligent that survives. It is the one that is the most adaptable to change.” So it's way better if we have to learn to live with it just as we have learned to live and endure the storms.


Love

Rose