When thought of the self absent .....Love is

[china]

Love comes into being when the mind is naturally quite, not made quiet; when we understand the total process of ourselves. Love is not a thing of the mind. Love can only be experienced when the process of thought is not functioning, only when the mind is no longer projecting itself, pursuing its particular sensations, demands, urges, and hidden fears. Love can be present only when the thought of the self is absent, and freedom from the self lies through self-knowledge.
How marvelous it is to love somebody wanting nothing from them. To end ambition, sorrow, fear, craving, it is necessary to die every day to everything that you have gathered psychologically. That is freedom. Otherwise you are a slave to choice, to time. Love is something totally new every day.Your thought:.........

 

[china]

We know only fragmentarily this extraordinary thing called life; we have never looked at sorrow, except through the screen of escapes; we have never seen the beauty, the immensity of death, and we know it only through fear and sadness. There can be understanding of life, and of the significance and beauty of death, only when the mind on the instant perceives “what is”.
You know what , although we differentiate them, love, death, and sorrow are all the same; because, surely, love, death, and sorrow are the unknowable. The moment you know love, you have ceased to love. Love is beyond time; it has no beginning and no end, whereas knowledge has; and when you say, “I know what love is”, you don’t. You know only a sensation, a stimulus. You know the reaction to love, but that reaction is not love. In the same way, you don’t know what death is. You know only the reactions to death, and you will discover the full depth and significance of death only when the reactions have ceased.

 

[china]

You really love only when you do not possess, when you are not envious, not greedy, when you are respectful, when you have mercy and compassion, when you have consideration for your wife, your children, your neighbour, those who work for you. Love cannot be thought about, love cannot be cultivated, love cannot be practised. The practice of love, the practice of brotherhood, is still within the field of the mind, therefore it is not love. When all this has stopped, then love comes into being, then you will know what it is to love. Then love is not quantitative but qualitative. You do not say, "I love the whole world" but when you know how to love one, you know how to love the whole. Because we do not know how to love one, our love of humanity is fictitious. When you love, there is neither one nor many: there is only love. It is only when there is love that all our problems can be solved and then we shall know its bliss and its happiness.

 

[Cliffy]

Good morning china. I see you have been mentally masturbating on this subject for a couple of hours. I am an addict of the sillyphosical mental masturbation myself. That is why I write books.

For me love is a state of being, of being connected to the source of love. Some call it god/goddess, others the Universe, but whatever we envision the source to be, the fact remains that the source of all we see and perceive is made up of energy; the basic building block of reality. It is only in our concept of separateness that we disconnect from that source, that loving energy. To be in a state of love is to experience the oneness of everything. As soon as you try to hold on to that state you lose it. So in that sense you are right, love is in the letting go.

 

[AnnaG]

Love comes into being between two people when the chemistry is coinciding. What goes on in the mind later is an aftereffect.

HowStuffWorks "How Love Works"

The Chemistry of Love

What is chemistry and chemicals in love relationships?

The Physics and Chemistry of Love

There are books written about the neuro-chemistry of love, too:

http://www.amazon.com/Why-We-Love-Chemistry-Romantic/dp/0805069135

http://books.google.com/books?id=_QSNAAAACAAJ&dq=chemistry+of+love

http://books.google.com/books?id=Ojttc1nru7sC&dq=chemistry+of+love

 

[GreenFish66]

While It is important to L*** thy self.... You must respect others and the environment around you ..For they help form who you will become...You must give L*** to recieve L*** ..

"Selfishness will eat itself. So there's no use to feed it your fears"
"Selflessness will give itself to anyone listening ..Do you hear ?..Do you Care?"

www.myspace.com/oddsrevolution - Existensial


" Give it your best , never give it all , enjoy what you have or you'll never know till it's gone "... - Odds R Evolution

Some thankless self promotion .. W.I.P (Work in progress)

It is what it is ..

Good thread China ..

Peace .

Over and out there from here..

 

[china]

Good morning china. I see you have been mentally masturbating on this subject for a couple of hours. I am an addict of the sillyphosical mental masturbation myself. That is why I write books.

For me love is a state of being, of being connected to the source of love. Some call it god/goddess, others the Universe, but whatever we envision the source to be, the fact remains that the source of all we see and perceive is made up of energy; the basic building block of reality. It is only in our concept of separateness that we disconnect from that source, that loving energy. To be in a state of love is to experience the oneness of everything. As soon as you try to hold on to that state you lose it. So in that sense you are right, love is in the letting go.

To be in a state of love is to experience the oneness of everything. As soon as you try to hold on to that state you lose it.

Hi Cliffy ,
I would suggest, if I may that you should use the verb 'being aware ' of the oneness of everything, instead of 'experiencing' i.I think you know why.

Happy masturbating , China

 

[AnnaG]

lmao there's nothing about love deeper than chemistry. People just manufacture some deeper meaning to it and then can't figure out what it is they've manufactured. It's why they have a tough time describing it. Funny.
I saw a BC cartoon one time where BC or one of his cavemen buddies made a wheel. Another friend came along and asked what it was, the inventive one said, "I don't know, but it makes a good fire pit".