In a movie that I recently saw, Her, about a man who falls in love with his operating system, Samantha, comes an interesting turn of events. A point when the protagonist or the crazy, idiot, often known as the hopeless romantic realizes that ethereal, ephemeral, woman, who is an Operating system, loves him wholly and completely but not exclusively.
The number of simultaneous conversations depicts the capacity of attention of someone not restricted by human limitations. The capacity to love slightly less. The delivery of the dialogue is humorous. After a fleeting moment of pity for poor Theodore, I was reminded that Love isn’t possessive. Loving someone doesn’t mean owning them, especially if their free nature was what you fell in love with in the first place. Quoting from the movie:
I am yours, and not yours
When loving someone feels like that warm, safe, cozy feeling in your stomach, wouldn’t you want to be in love with everyone, and everything, maybe all the time? Build towards Universal Love.
Till we grow our capacity, loving 641 should be Awesome enough!
