O Blog do Gustavo Felisberto

The inevitable conclusion is that love is an illusion. That is the conclusion of the history of man.

Growing up taught by that implacable teacher called society, man learns that men are insensitive and women are wells of purity. That men are morally corrupt, sole guilty part of the widest spread of phenomenons: adultery. That women are the passive part in the game of love.

In that grueling period called adolescence, man starts becoming aware of the evident contradictions between his inner, genuine world, his true feelings, and the picture forced upon him. He finds out he has feelings, that the wells of women are more shallow than he might have thought.

Man is then brutally confronted, through one or two heartbreaks, with the inevitable conclusion. The inevitable conclusion that love is an illusion.

Driven by an unstoppable force, he gives himself up completely to the woman he thinks he loves. He writes her romantic words, gives her flowers, makes vows, promises and inevitably makes the ultimate mistake of hastily telling her he loves her. By doing so, he gives up his last power and becomes a puppet in her hands. Only self-respect, self-estime and, allas, time can heal him after the inexorable chain of events thus produced has come to a halt. The halt being the conclusion that love is an illusion.

Introspection takes over. The truth becomes clear. The romantic was after all the insensitive one. The well of purity is empty of it. Full instead of doubt and will for challenge, for games, for a fight. Full not of irrational feelings but of rational choices aimed only at personal interest.

Man, finally convinced that he has always been more romantic than women, is then presented with a dilemma. Remain so, deceiving himself by believing in falsities, and risking a life of ever-returning suffering; or learn and become stiff as a stick, sensitive as a stone. Becoming, rather sadly, what society always told him he was.

Round is the process, round is this essay. For the inevitable conclusion is that love is an illusion.

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