Do I believe in love, the kind that lasts forever?
There are two things the world runs on—Dunkin’ Donuts, and to quote The Princess Bride, “Wuv, tru wuv...”
Soul mates and true love have always fascinated us. In a world full of terrible things like, famine, drought, disease and war, can such a sweet thing really exist? For centuries, writers have written, singers have sang, and philosophers have dreamed about one thing: Love.
According to an ancient Chinese legend, a red thread connects those who are destined to be lovers, regardless of time, place or circumstance. This magical cord may stretch or tangle, but never break. In the coffee shop? At two in the morning? After a weeklong expedition in the woods, and you haven’t showered for days? Bam! Here comes Prince Charming. Of course, he may avoid you, but don’t be alarmed. You have that smelly, mud-covered, red thread holding him to you forever. No...no, that’s not creepy! There’s just no possible way he can escape.
Then there’s Plato. As you all know, the greatest ideas come after a long night of drinking with your friends. (Note my sarcasm.) But, that’s probably what gave Plato the idea that we all start as octopi. Literal octopi. With the eight limbs and double everything, and I mean everything. Of course, this would work out better for some people than others, like Channing Tatum. That man could have eight faces and still look like a god. Anyway, because Zeus was afraid that the octopi people would enslave Olympus, he decided to rip them in half. Just picture being in labor for twenty hours, just to be rewarded with the creepy octopus thing from Men in Black, only to have Zeus walk in, grab your newborn, and presto, you have two mouths to feed instead of one. Now, this is where it gets juicy. Our punishment for thinking we could take on Zeus and all the other all-powerful gods of the universe is to stumble around earth looking for our other half in order to become that glorious octopus we once were. There’s motivation for you.
Or, how about reincarnation? You’d better hope you get lucky and are the same species as Prince Charming; otherwise, you may end up being a real life rendition of Princess and The Frog.
None of these lends much hope. Still, look around people find their perfect match every day. So, to answer the question, yes, Virginia, there is true love. I can’t say it will come to you bound in a magical, red cord—that’s a whole other book—and I’m pleased to say after twenty years of marriage my hubby and I have never rejoined into a glorious octopus. True love, the kind that lasts “till death we do part”, takes hard work. Even Jack, as fictional as he might be, knows this. Despite the fact he’s 170 years old, he’d be the first one to admit that he doesn’t have this whole thing down yet either. He definitely still makes his fair share of mistakes. So roll up your sleeves and be prepared to get grubby.
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