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Love and hate in science

Have you ever loved or hated someone? One must be very pleasant, and the other must be very unpleasant. You definitely want the unpleasant ones to be thrown away or forgotten. But both still remain in your memory.

Religious teaching or a motivator certainly will give advice to forget all the bad things. Maybe you consider it a normative suggestion. In philosophical viewpoint there are those who says that the difference of love and hate is very thin. Love can be hateful, and vice versa. Buddhist philosophy says that everything in the world is temporary. But I want to try from a scientific viewpoint to explain this philosophical view.

Love and hate have in common, both equally was the unforgettable memories in our brain. But over time, both of them will gradually fade after we become senile, as the brain cells that save the memories of both love and hate will going death one by one. At this stage you already do not have a sense of love and hate anymore, maybe forget the name of your own child. You are slowly return to Alpha from Omega. Of course this is just my personal view that has not been scientifically tested. However that's life! How about you?

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  1. I believe in balance. Not to go overboard with either love or hate but be equanimous in our relationships will be my advice.

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    1. What is the "balance" philosophy do you mean in the context of this post?

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  2. I am not being philosophical. I am being practical. Love and both are Reactions to stimuli. By using the gap between stimulus and response to decide how to respond, we lead a balanced life without getting carried away by either positive or negative reactions.

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    1. It seems you tend to choose the middle path.
      However, the truth is not always in the middle. It could be that the truth is on the left or right.

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  3. A simple but meaningful explanation to reach awareness that everything will surely roll by. No matter how hard it is.
    I don't think that you use microscopic cells as an analogy.

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    1. Thank you and welcome to this blog. Hopefully you like to read my posts.

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