A reader asked: Why are we con­trolled by Emo­tions? Why can’t we go on with­out love? What’s the point? Why is this happening?

We see a world of sub­stance and a sys­tem of logic. We are chem­i­cal beings, and every­thing is a drug. Man-made drugs, such as metham­phet­a­mines or MDMA; They alter your body. There are plants that peo­ple take, like mush­rooms and mar­i­juana, that alter your chem­i­cal bal­ance. There are other plants com­monly found that do the same; car­rots con­tain vit­a­min A, a vit­a­min your retina’s need to work. How­ever if you eat too much it can cause Caroteno­sis, which causes your skin to turn an orange — yel­low­ish tint. There are many foods you may have heard of that affect your body. It’s not just many foods, it’s all foods.

Now let’s jump for­ward and under­stand that all our sen­sors  manip­u­late our bod­ies. All sen­sors are con­stantly affect­ing our chem­i­cal bal­ance, that is how we func­tion in our real­ity. Even our thoughts are drugs, and under­stand­ing that can change your whole entire life, forever.

Why are we con­trolled by emo­tions? Because emo­tions are a nat­ural chem­i­cal reac­tion designed to give us our instincts. Yes we have instincts, all tied into the scheme of self-preservation. Our sen­sors are pro­grammed to react to stim­uli based on rep­til­ian like thought. This being a major flaw of evo­lu­tion; we now have so much unnat­ural stim­uli, our bod­ies don’t know how to react appro­pri­ately. Our envi­ron­ment has evolved faster than we are capa­ble of, and this causes major prob­lems. Though evo­lu­tion has given us a fix for this; We have abil­ity to change our mind frame, our out­look on events. We can even lie to our­selves to change the bod­ies reac­tion, after all, our brain lies to us for our safety all the time.

Love is part of the scheme of sur­vival. Now love isn’t the only instinct involved. We all pro­tect what we want kept in the gene pool. We are all  afraid of rejec­tion (Which would have meant death long ago). We all want our love to be rec­i­p­ro­cated (Val­i­da­tion of our exis­tence). In fact you can say that love isn’t an instinct, but all instincts. Love and hate, are just a stim­uli judge­ment of whether some­thing should con­tinue to exist or not, based on our sur­vival. Rang­ing from absolute hate (end­ing its chances of pro­cre­ation), to absolute love (max­i­miz­ing their chances of survival).

The more we love some one, the more we attribute instincts to keep them in the gene pool. As we fur­ther com­plex this, feel­ings cre­ate an instinc­tual cul­ture. It evolves over time with orig­i­nal thought. At its basics men want to pro­cre­ate with the most part­ners, and women want to pro­cre­ate with the best part­ner. The dif­fer­ence is based on the stim­uli that dif­fers between the two. Men can spread their seed with no remorse. Women have to deal with a result­ing baby, and so orig­i­nally depended on the man for secu­rity (Pro­tec­tion and pro­vid­ing essen­tials). This is where nature gets really com­plex and causes cul­ture phe­nom­e­nons like mar­riage and monogamy.

Love exists, because with­out it we would die. Hate exists, because with­out it we would die. The impor­tance of it in our life is bio­log­i­cal, because with­out it, our species would have died. Maybe we have a sense of  love that is much more intense now. Our bod­ies raped with the fear of death, reach out at any promise of life. These promises don’t have to be real, they only have to offer an illu­sion of safety. We all live in a delu­sion to some degree, just to get by.

Why is this hap­pen­ing? I can­not tell you. I can tell you how birds fly, and why it’s for sur­vival. I can tell you how fish swim, and why it’s impor­tant to their life. I can tell you why we love,  also argue rea­sons on why hate has its place among us. Yet I can’t tell you why birds exist, nor the infi­nite space we call the sky they fly in. I can’t tell you why fish exist, nor the ocean of great won­der many of them swim in. I can’t tell you why love exists, nor why I exist.

How­ever, in this amaz­ing uni­verse, and as you can see from my answer;  Every­thing, every­thing, has a sys­tem. Every­thing is like clock­work, and every­thing seems to fit together ele­gantly. There are sys­tems at work beyond our per­cep­tion, things we aren’t capa­ble of grasp­ing. Ran­dom events are prob­a­bly a lot less ran­dom than they seem to be. With all this, with the mir­a­cle of every­thing; I have to believe there is a rea­son we exist.

“Do you think because our awe is not gath­ered where you think it ought to be that there is no won­der in us? That because our love is phys­i­cal our hearts feel no ecstasy? Do you think because our swords have been wrenched from our hands we have no strength? Muti­late us, dimin­ish us, reduce us as you will, you will never stop the inward radi­a­tion of our being, for we are men and this is our lot — to aspire, to love, to know pas­sion, to pray, to fall with pride, to swell with hope; our mea­sure noth­ing but our resis­tance. Man is every­thing he has always been — A mir­a­cle” — Dorothy Andrews