So, true Love, according to Plato - as told through Sophoclese and Diotima - has nothing to do with sex? HA!
Let me back up. I thought that the Greeks were sexually enlightened, if not down right perverse in some of their rituals and practices. But the celebrated philosopher Plato, in his widsom, has declared that the basest form of Love is desire and sexual Love. Perhaps this is somewhat in keeping with the modern idea of emotional hierarchy, that infatuation is intense but fleeting and that true Love is infinate and pure. But to claim that the epitome of beauty and Love is sexless defies my understanding...but perhaps I'm not as enlightened or it's my hormones are out of control. Who knows! But my idea of Love allows me to believe wholly in a person, to accept the not so beautiful things in them and see those things as beautiful because that's a part of a person, and to desire that person because of the love felt. (Wow, how mushy!!!!)
But the problem is how to separate love from sex. One of my favorite quotes from the movie Almost Famous says, "Most of the great art in the world is about that very problem: Love disguised as sex and sex disguised as Love." The mix up can lead to destruction. Think of Scorceses' Casino, if you need an example. But the realization of true Love can lead to the best kind of happiness. Think of Robin Williams' speech in Good Will Hunting, when he said that his wife used to fart when she was nervous. He remembered the little things, because that was what intimace was all about for him. "The question isn't whether you're perfect, but whether or not you're perfect for eachother."
Thursday, March 1, 2007
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