Why do we love? It makes no evolutionary sense—it causes us to even sacrifice ourselves for others, but where's the sense in that? All species are hardwired for survival, but love exceeds that. Some love, certainly, matches up—a parent's love for their child, for example—but some simply won't be reconciled in the slightest—continued love for one passed away, expressed as mourning. In terms of evolution, of survival, it simply cannot be explained. There is no reason for it. In fact, there are many reasons against it. For example, if a zebra is killed by a lion, the remainder of the herd flees. But as soon as humans enter the equation—well, it all changes. So often, someone leaps in front of the gun, tackles the offender. For survival's sake, one would run. For love's sake, we leap willingly to our imminent doom. So what is love? Where did it come from? Why do we feel it?
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The Philosophy of Life, the Universe, and Everything
DuchoweEvery now and then I get into a philosophical mood and start wondering about such things as our purpose here and what might be beyond death. This is the result of such wonderings. || Highest rankings: #3 Random thoughts, Regret; #2 Philosophy, Sel...
