I HATE CUPID! HE IS A SPINELESS, COWARDLY MORON.
These were my exact thoughts a few days ago. And I’ve had these same thoughts repeated over and over again in my head, these thoughts, yelling and howling like a banshee, refusing to quiet down, almost driving me insane with fury.
Yes, Id literally gone ape-shit(pardon my french) and if you are a little patient with me, I’ll tell you why. But before I do that, I have to give you some background history about this annoying, life-endangering creature. Because if I ever find him, im going to kill him. I’m going to grab him by his feathers, twist them and throw them on the ground, stamp them brutally under my feet, and wreck total and complete havoc. And if I lay a hand on THAT BOW AND THOSE ARROWS! Oh Lord!
Okay, calm down Ogor. *deep breaths*.
Now, back to the issue at hand. Cupid.
Cupid-In Roman mythology, Cupid (Latin cupido, meaning “desire”) is the god of desire, affection and erotic love. He is often portrayed as the son of the goddess Venus, with a father rarely mentioned. His Greek counterpart is Eros. Cupid is also known in Latin as Amor(“Love”). The Amores (plural) or amorini in the later terminology of art history are the equivalent of the Greek Erotes.
Although Eros appears in Classical Greek art as a slender winged youth, during the Hellenistic period he was increasingly portrayed as a chubby boy. During this time, his iconography acquired the bow and arrow that remain a distinguishing attribute; a person, or even a deity, who is shot by Cupid’s arrow is filled with uncontrollable desire.
-Culled from Wikipedia.
Of course you noticed that the last seventeen words of this excerpt was highlighted. Well, you know why? THOSE WORDS ARE THE REASON I NEED TO KILL CUPID!
UNCONTROLLABLE DESIRE???REALLY?? REALLY?? WHO WANTS TO BE LIKE THAT?? WHO WANTS TO HAVE EMOTIONS RACING AND RAGING THROUGH THEM THEY LITERALLY CANT THINK STRAIGHT FOR DESIRE? WHO WANTS TO MAKE DECISIONS CLOUDED BY STUPID, FOOLISH HORMONES, ALL BECAUSE SOME LITTLE BOY FLYING AROUND NAKED WITH A BOW AND A QUIVER FULL OF ARROWS DECIDES TO UNLEASH HIS POISON AND VENOM UPON YOU,(DID I ASK TO GET SHOT??) AND THEN (GET THIS PART), HE FLIES OFF AND LEAVES YOU ALL BY YOURSELF TO HANDLE THE CONSEQUENCES OF HIS OWN ACTIONS-ALL IN THE NAME OF CAUSING ME TO LOVE BLINDLY, UNCONTROLLABLY,AND STUPIDLY??? WHAT IS THIS STUPID DESIRE ANYWAY???
AND THE WORST OF IT ALL, WHY IS THIS STUPID DESIRE, WHICH CONSTANTLY LEAVES ONE WEAK AND BONE TIRED, BATTLE SCARRED AND WEARY, CONFUSED WITH THIS THING CALLED LOVE?? Desire isn’t love…or is it?
As you have probably guessed by now, I was in a bit of a tiff, to put it mildly, and I was not doing a really good job of handling it. Heck, I wasn’t handling it at all. So, here’s what happened. I went back to my manual, my Book of Books, my ever-reliant, faithful friend and companion. Yes, you got it right-My bible! And I went straight to my Love manual. 1Corinthians 13.
No, it isn’t because I havent read this chapter before. I have, so many times. But when God wants to open your mind…men, He brings in the works. Drum roll, blinding lights, everything. Illumination right there. He blew me away, and in such a simple way, too.
It was a mini-epiphany.
You see, I used to think and believe that love is pain,and vice versa. Every single one of us, in one way or another, has been conditioned to believe this. But on this fateful day, I was reading …and something whispered in my heart,and said,do you see anything about Love being pain here?
That made me sit up. Literally. And really read it again. Word for word. Verse for verse.
And there was NO pain there. No hint. in my love manual, it says nothing about uncontrolled desire. And this is where a lot of us get it wrong(myself inclusive). This is why a lot of us exist in a state I like to call ‘un-love’. A state i’ve been in for so long I didn’t realise it ’til only a little while ago.
Dont take my word for it. Find it for yourself and read it.
What we call Love, is just us masquerading to take,take and take some more.
Without sacrificing,and giving, as Love should be.
There is NO pain in Love.
When there is pain,someone isn’t loving right. Period.
Every time God cries in the bible,its because Israel wasn’t loving Him back.
Every time we hurt someone,its because we aren’t loving them proper.
Think about it for a minute or two. Every time you’ve cried out in pain, in the name of love, it was because you were scorned in the name of love. Every time you’ve felt your heart twist in your chest, every time you’ve felt that heaviness, the ache, the pain that’s so pathognomonic for heartbreak, its because Love wasn’t done right. It may have been your own expectations of love that hurt you-but if you examine those expectations, and they didn’t tally with what Love should be, then it would hurt.
Love is PERFECT. Any other rendition of it is counterfeit.
We are the imperfect ones. And we blame Love for our folly and mistakes.
Love takes many forms-all of them active. When we love-we do not demand. We are polite. We are considerate. We are patient. We protect. We forgive!
Love is NOT the passive reception of compliments, and gifts, without a move to giving back. its not the uncaring-ness of one person for another. Its not in the ignorance of the hurts and pains and needs of others. Its not in trampling people’s egos and self-esteem because we can’t be bothered. Love is not desire-desire seeks to slake its own thirst-it seeks to burn and scourge everything in its path-because it does not CARE how its needs are met and thirst slaked-it just KNOWS that its desires must be quenched. No matter the cost.
And,this isn’t just in boy-girl relationships.
It’s in real, lasting friendships.
It’s in how we are kind to people we don’t even know.
How we have a smile for people-even those who don’t smile back.
When you love someone who has nothing you want…that’s Love.
Did I call it a mini-epiphany? It was more than that.
It completely changed my view.
Love,like grace,is scandalous,unbelievable, undeserved. It is not conditional on anything and/or anyone. It should just BE. Tall order, but do-able order. ‘Worth-able’ order.
That, friends, is Love. Shikena.
Like I knew all along, Cupid is a big fat falsifier. Do not let yourself be deceived by his antics!
Love, Love, And #LoveSomeMore. It is a matter of life and death.
PS-Anyone who knows Cupid had better tell him-in case he has forgotten, that hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. *straight face*. I will get him. and i will crush his bow and arrows and scatter them onto the sea. He had better run. If he knows what’s good for him he’d better attain The Fugitive status.