While there’s love in sharing…
To give is divine. It’s the curse and blessing of every human. There’s no creature that lasts more than a second on earth that doesn’t give. Humans give, animals give, plants give. The world is such that has made the gift of life the ultimate human endeavour.
Think of animals. They balance our biological ecosystem. They are sources of food, entertainment, livelihood. Some cultures chose them for transportation. In their innocent states, some of them are even used to steer human vices — like gambling, and attacking others. Even in wrongness, animals still give, outside the worthy flow of natural commands.
Cattle give beef, leather, drugs etc. Dogs give companionship. Cats are cute and they make their owners happy. Lions are nice to see from a distance. They give their supremacy.
These creatures don’t stop sharing. Plants walk that course too. And then, there are humans — the most advanced of them. We give love, like animals do too. We give a lot more. We share time, we share moments, we share stories that point to a common history. And love, they say there’s in sharing.
Humans are evolving. Generations are changing. Love is still love, in all its varying definitions. But to share anything, big or small, is love. To give a second of one’s day to another person for free is love. To spend a moment thinking of another person for good is love. It’s replete with definitions. It is a universal subject, yet it has so much personality in its disposition.
There are people who want to be loved a certain way. There are others who know to love a certain way. They give their time, they give their moments, they believe in the shared values of memories. When they can, they give even physical gifts without reservation. They don’t think. They’re not hamstrung in love. They are free, not calculated in their expression, because to share anything, is to love for them.
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And then, there are those who place blocks by boxes. They fill spaces with their warmth. They fuel places with their soul and strength and they give their time, but they give only to receive. Love is negotiable for them. It’s a social contract that has its dotted lines only doting when it sees objects.
They’re moved by physicality. The love that is time, the love that is thoughtfulness, the love that is actioned in making them feel wholesome enough isn’t enough without objectifying it.
They’ll only share when the love gives physical gifts. The subject of love is one of man’s hottest debates but it’s also the one that exposes the depths of humans the best. At the core of humanity is a selfishness that is strongly adhered to.
Humans are loyal to their feelings, and mostly enslaved by their current state. For all the preciousness of memory and the advancement of the human creature, we forget giving soon as we receive.
It can be so dishonest that some people not gifted in certain moments see it as a breakage of love. Truth is, they were never in love. They were in a social contract with blurred lines and muddled objectives.
Human satisfaction is personal. For what it’s worth, it’s also impossible but there are scales to its acceptance. What is rather inexcusable is the lack of reflection at the core of human consciousness, especially around the subject of giving and receiving.
How then do some humans live their entirety in continuously trying to satisfy creatures that are biologically adapted to dissatisfaction and being insatiable?
The greatest human gift is the gift of self and whoever shares that is sharing a world that’s distinct in its imagery and experience. There’s love in sharing, but it’s received by only those who are built to see it.
You may give your entirety to another person, and believe you’ve shrunken yourself to barebones to make your experience worthwhile, yet, they’re subjects to their feeling in all its agreeable illogicality. Because human feelings are just human feelings, they barely give credence to totality.
And that’s what you’re entirely judged on. It is the very basis of your interaction with them — their feeling. You could share the world and give all of yourself to that cause, and still, it won’t be enough. That’s the human nature.
The ultimate human tragedy isn’t in giving, or a lack thereof, it’s in the incompatibility of perceptions.