On Love. A Justification.

it seems not inappropriate to suggest a kind of justification. the title of this blog, learning to love and hate, flirts with a rather precipitous fall. words on love are dangerously trite, the haunt of bad pop songs and unpublished poetry. can we even speak of love, or think of love, anymore? is there any new ground? this is a question about the very possibility of thinking love. why explore it here? i would first argue simply that we love (of course) and that we think about love. it exist for us, in this way, and i am not particularly interested in justifying its existence in the face of its undeniable presence. i want to suggest that love is indispensable to thinking itself. it is as good a truth as any - no doubt better than any god or reason or any number of truths offered up to us. i think, too, that all the loves possible are in fact the possibilities of love - its voices and its characteristics -and i hope to explore these loves here.