I don't think love is an instinct. I don't believe that my cat loves me; I just feed it when it's hungry and supply it with a warm lap. At the same time, I don't think it's something definable, either. This is what concerns me about deconstructionism: once you take everything apart, there's nothing left. There's usually no impetus to put things back together in a new way. This is the sort of deconstructionism that cruel 1st-year psych students practice, anyway. But I do see it as a danger.
I agree in principle: less belief, more desire. Less head, more heart? That's another languae approximation. It's all head, isn't it?
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