I once heard a man say that he would and I quote, “murder the world if only to have a chance at saving his daughter.”
Of course I was moved at the poetics alone in the statement and the intensity of love he said it with. At the time it eluded me that it might have been just a symptom of the grievance he was undergoing. The loss of a loved one causes the mutation of love and turns it into an evil thing.
I liken this behavioral mutation to something I learned in finance class, loss aversion, you may be familiar with the rational man assumption that dates all the way back to Adam Smith and this laid the ground work for the general assumption that all investors are risk averse and they aren’t afraid of risk they are just wary of it and require recompense sometimes in excess of the usual for undertaking more risk. But in the face of remarkable investment failure investors at least those in my country happen to display the very opposite behavior to risk aversion. They hold on to their failing portfolios despite the rational risk averse alternative of selling prescribes. The rationale is that in the face of so much loss they are afraid of losing even more and thus mutate their investment behavior entirely and if you think of this in terms of recession when many are losing so much you can imagine what this does to the global markets and their unspeakable after effects.
Anyway back to the application of that verbose analogy, this man who would kill everyone just to have even the slightest opportunity to recover but one life had mutated the very nature of love itself. He was more than willing to kill for love which is not only a moronic idea but love , the truest kind cannot tolerate a horrific means such as murder. But then again it wouldn’t be true to say that in that utterance he was not a loving father because I believe he was, his was just a disorderly kind of love.
Say he does manage to kill each one and get back his child what good is that to bring her back to the land of the dead with you as the mortician. Even in success he would have destroyed any hope he had to ever regain what they had before.
Death breaks our capacity to love because it evokes our disorderly passions such as rage, desperation and revenge. Their damage is of an entirely insidious fashion it doesn’t start off with the aim to destroy the love we can give because it just adds minor alterations to our loving capacities at first but later on it changes the entire landscape and makes us incapable of loving altogether.
The good news is that there’s always a choice and you can always resist these new changes but as a good rule of thumb it would be definitely wiser not to trust or charge yourself with loving others in the wake of death, at least until you regain your old body back.
As a philosophy nut I am super-obsessive with ultimate causes and the principles that accompany them so if ever in your preoccupation to love another effectively tolerate the destruction of some other love remember that all manifestation of love must respect and align itself with other manifestations of love. You can never kill my daughter to get yours back in the name of love.
The temporary insanity that comes with the loss of a loved one is a trial like no other but nonetheless it is still a surmountable one.
In death the only true way to love they who have been lost is to release them, let go of the portfolio of them and set them free. Concurrently this is one of the most difficult human feats to achieve but it certainly beats the alternative. And in all truth when I die, I too would love my living loved ones to be given the gift of forgetfulness and remember very little of me as salve for their injurious sores after my death, I am almost entirely certain that when I do cross that line all of those on the other side will also concur with the latter.


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