anastasia writes:
Why? WHY does it make you feel bad?
For me, when I do something wrong I feel bad mostly because I know that I would not have wanted the bad thing done to me. This is compounded by the fact that I know I just did the bad thing, therefore I could have prevented it, and the regret makes me feel even worse.
Conversely, I 'do right' because I can imagine how I would like things 'done right' for me, so I try to do those 'right things' for other people.
anastasia writes:
The point is, we believe that true love is meant to be. If we don't, it is a product of our environment, our limited choices, our 'neediness' and our personal state in life where we just 'want' to believe.
I do not believe that true love is meant to be. I believe that true love is possible, but I have clearly seen many lives that have not been touched by true love. I understand that not everyone finds it, and I used to think I may not find it (I believe I have found it, but that's off-topic here, I think...)
anastasia writes:
We need that in our lives. We NEED the feeling of magic, no matter how we define it. I would not like a life without it.
Through your post, I can assume by 'magic' you mean one of two things:
1. Magic = "Feeling of Fate, or 'meant to be'"
As I've stated above, I do not share this feeling of fate. My 'magic' is that I found something very special that I do not think everyone finds in their life. Although, it's not so much 'magic' as.. finding something that I don't think everyone finds.
2. Magic = "Feelings of extreme happiness"
This makes a bit more sense to me. I can understand a sense of wonder, and awe, when someone feels so much more happy than any other time in their life. This feeling can obviously seem quite 'magical'. Although, I do not agree that feeling an extremely high sense of elatedness is 'magic'. I think it's... feeling happier than you've ever imagined or thought possible.
And, in either case, what makes you think that we NEED it? I lived very happily for a long time without it. Before I had it.. I could understand, and see my life continuing without it since I have been led to believe through life-experience that not everyone gets to experience it in their life. I wasn't sure I was going to be able to experience it myself. However, this never made me feel like stopping my search, even if that search was to last until the day I died, without ever happening. Why do you think that just because you cannot live your life without something, that no one can?