somtimes i wish love could be like science.
our fate predicted in a simple theorm.
unfolding in perfect equations.
we could do a five year study on the human emotion.
anticipating heartbreak
forseeing desolation
It could range through everything
everybody
yet nothing would change.
It would be fact and fact like truth can never be deviated from.
life would be perfect
no longer astranged
no longer lost
selectivly choosing to love
baseing or devotion on sence and not impulse
it would be beautiful
yet not even remotly possible
sometimesi wish love could be like science.
but it cannot
because we can't deal with perfect
perfect is sickening!
We're the only species
the only species
to thrive on devistation
on hardship
on heartbreak
Puting ourselves through it
Over and over
again and again
to change to grow
to learn some new fruitful leason
to grasp some new emotion
to make sence of life
to make sence of love,hate,longing,lust,greed,gealousy
to change we have to feel something
always and forever
no day
no minute can pass without sensation
this is the human condition.
the human machine.
Sometimes I wish life could be like science.
that would be perfect
but perfect without feeling
and that can never work
because we have to feel something
we always feel something
we need to feel something
we need to hurt
we need to torcher ourselves
we need to dwel upon pain
everywhere
every minute every time
we need to feel everything
to feel alive.