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Unraveling the Mystery of Love: Does This Even Exist in the World Where You Belong?

MY PERSPECTIVE ON Lacanian Perspectives on Love

I love you but what I’m loving you is that my love of myself seeing ‘me’ in you.” Does the typical belief of ‘what love is’ still co-exist with the stance that Lacan is trying to pursue unto his discussion of ‘what it truly is’? Can there be an agreement that love gets its single definition? Can there be one great unity as what our civilization is attempting? The article I’ve just read suggests that the answers are NO.

The lover and the love of this lover are elements of love. Their desire to be together to preserve each other’s life describes Sigmund Freud’s Erotic Instinct whereas it claims that attachment can eventually be destructive. It contradicts the idea that love is about wholeness and harmony for this must consist the differences between the elements in order for it to be true. Then, is there a love that is false? Inauthentic is how it has been termed. A displacement occurs where there is a case of mistaken identity; and this is what the Lacanian theory talks about- that transference love is an imaginary passion that becomes an obstacle to the analysis.

When the elements of love focus on the feeling of sameness instead of the difference, the relation deems to be narcissistic whereas the subject sees the perfection of himself/herself to the object; and the subject becomes an object worthy of love. This creates the illusions of “falling in love” which is not real because it only reflects the reality of an ego that is imaginary. Freudian idea of love is self-love: We love the one who harbors response or the response to the question ‘Who am I?’ Lacan used to say that Jacques-Alain Miller depicts that to love is to give what you haven’t got. In the subject of emptiness, the lack of one’s being is recognized and is given to the Other.

To really love someone is to believe that by loving them, you’ll get truth about yourself.” Passionate love produces ‘psychological catastrophe’ and it is a mistake because adverse effects will soon emerge. It is a ‘deceptive feeling that should be overcome’. It is only when the true nature of love is realized and when one is freed from its affects that the ego will be healthier and more mature.

Aside from being imaginary, love is also characterized by symbolic register which illustrates that it is impossible to express such love without the use of language: People do not love if they don’t talk about love. There is no love if there is no speech and if one does not speak, he/she does not love- because it has turned to be a demand from the fundamental desire of a subject for the other. Ego is altered as there is something to be shared upon; while the Subject appeals to the Other and this Other responds to that Subject.

Based on specificity and particularities, I love you but because I love you that which is not you; I mutilate you– subject says. The object itself is ruined just as how love itself is lacking and inadequate. Can the search for wholeness by finding the one who would fill the gap or lack of human being be called love? It is within Lacanian perspective… that love is the subject’s perception of the object of desire and its sublimation. Love relies on what other lacks and not on what the other has concludes that ‘oneness is an impossibility’. The love which many people believe that they feel and experience does not actually exist for it is only a form of compensation when the sexual relation finds its deficiency.

As for my point of view, I can assert that Miss Darlene Demandante, the writer of the article (and speaker in the symposium), has made such a substantive compilation on how the thinkers who are mentioned earlier have been philosophizing on love. The ideas have varying degrees of greatness to an extent that apprehension can still be comprehensive for it does not insist on agreeing upon a collectivized official meaning of love. It does not necessarily require that all of the people who will ask about the essence of love shall come up with one idea and be contented about it.

What the texts are trying to say grant me the knowledge to broaden my horizon that I may deeply understand that love is a complex matter. It can be explained by anyone yet nobody can fully achieve its definition. To some philosophers, love is a problem that needs to be resolved. While romance doesn’t care about the technicalities, scholars continue to seek for contemplation, and commoners are persistent to inquire about it… I will remain consistent with my belief that love exists. There are reasons and results just like how causes and effects work together. Explanations may arise; I still believe that love exists for majority of us know that while it is here, we can possibly endure what pains us; because at the end, it’s our mindset that really matters. Faith has its stronghold that binds things in the most undeniable form.

Perhaps I have high respect to those intellects who have critically scrutinized their topic. I can decide whether or not I will fully believe to that matter they have just explained. The discussion is quite commendable yet there are instances that cross the borders of what I think are already covered by the off-limits. Yes, it is true that human emotions can change the course of analysis because it is immeasurable. This may sound so simple of a factor to consider but to humanity, it plays a great role that no man or woman has discovered yet.

That is why it is called “perspectives”, isn’t it? It is based upon a particular standpoint. Defying the locks that imprison the notion of love inside a mystical cell is like attempting to discover when the death is approaching, to defeat an enemy that is not even there, to spend a lifetime exploring about what has really been making sense and if it is even significant at all.

Where do you stand? Have you even tried positioning yourself? Have you even asked what is it with love that we allot our time thinking about it when in fact, not everyone is sure if it really exists as how we ought to feel, experience, and believe it in our own ways?

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Here’s some sort of analysis on Lysley Tenorio’s L’amour, CA.


Lysley Tenorio’s L’amour, CA is perhaps a short story that is classified as fiction. It is an exquisite literary piece which deeply entrenches the essence of values among Filipino families especially those who have left their homeland to try their fate in another country. This single representation somehow recounts a story that doesn’t just administer a sequence of events but also acknowledges details that might as well embody the ideals and the reality that our society inhabits. Through variations in circumstances, cultures, beliefs, traditions, and even manners, the significance of such disclosure creates a wider perspective that is not dogmatically confined within a certain standpoint.

The events in the story are presented in chronological order. Series are then identified to be causally related. Perhaps there are happenings that have been emphasized, have been told as flashbacks, or have been intended to foreshadow future instances, the main sequence still constructs the A → B → C → D → E → F → G pattern. From the beginning until the end, the plot remains structurally intact.

So, the plot is narrated from the point of view of a child as he/she is supposedly younger than his/her sister named Isa. He/she belongs to a typical Filipino family that is about to leave the Philippines anytime soon. They take the plane to San Francisco where they will make a living. The environment is not similar from what they have been used to: from farmlands to buildings, from close ties to distant relationships, and more issues. Even the people are strange to them. They have to go through a different way of living and interaction with their new surroundings. Isa, Darwin (another sibling), and the narrator still go to school. They are being taken care of by their mother. The eldest, who must be accompanied by her siblings and be fetched by her father, finds a job on summertime. She meets Malcolm at Lanes. They hang together. They are gone the next days. The family searches for Isa everywhere but she cannot be found. Months have passed when Isa appears again. She is pregnant which must also be dealt with by her family as the guy is nowhere to show himself. Her belly starts to get bigger and the narrator demands her to explain what has really happened when she had been gone; since they used to be close to each other. The day comes when she has to deliver the baby so she asks for help. There goes the narrator in his/her high-spirited side, running outside until the eleventh house on the street. With a pinch of joy in his/her heart, he/she looks forward to go back home… in love.

It is noticeable that among the characters, Isa can be referred to as the central/ leading character. She is classified as a round and dynamic character. The story is almost all about her as the narrator talks more about her. At the beginning, Isa is an enthusiastic girl who feels so ecstatic about their relocation from San Quinez to California. She has this passion to start a new life and explore with the place she loves to belong with, somewhere she can call home. She is sometimes rebellious, sometimes sweet. She has been immature but has been growing as time passes by. Perhaps she seems unstoppable from her will; a lot of changes take place. One big event that contributes to this transition is her pregnancy with its consequences before, during, and after it has occurred. Another main character is the narrator himself/herself whose gender is never mentioned all throughout the narration. He/she and the rest of the family members, at some point, are flat and static characters. He/she has a playful side that expounds his/her sweetness and being good-natured as a younger sibling. Darwin, who seems to be born in between his other two siblings, is usually an unresponsive boy. He is not affectionate but rather mischief towards his siblings; although he shows some respect to his parents. The father is a responsible man who works as a U.S. Navy and secures his family. The mother looks after the basic needs of her family members and nurtures them. Perhaps they can provide the primary necessities of the family; problems still arise due to somehow a bit reserved personality and some misunderstanding. They may be protective but not the type of persons who are always clinging in to each other. Also, one of the reasons why they act the way they do in the narrator’s perspective is because of the adjustments that they are all trying to make. Meanwhile, Malcolm can be considered as a secondary character- flat and dynamic. He is probably an American citizen who is the father of the child that Isa bears. He is not too good of an influence to her. He is carefree, indecent, and unreliable. This eventually leads to another challenge for Isa and her family.

Apparently, modes of characterization are interweaving; but of course, there will always be something that is greater than the other. There’s more to the dramatic mode than expository mode in this case.

The setting of the story begins on a few days in the Philippines before the family has departed. A small southern village of San Quinez depicts a simple living whereas people know each other and natural resources can be well-appreciated. The atmosphere of their area is full of warmth and closeness. The events happen mostly in United States of America particularly in San Francisco, California as the family members have arrived. There is a sudden portrayal of contrasting descriptions between a residence in the Philippines and a residence in the States. The family may have been experienced a considerable amount of culture shock which requires them to adapt to their new environment. As for the period when the story has existed, it can be inferred that it doesn’t go away from the modern times (through the use of language and other indicative terms such as the aforementioned blue Impala, Cheryl Tiegs, Nora Aunor, Vilma Santos).

The narrator is a first-person observer. It qualifies to that of the definition of the “I-narrator” wherein he/she has a minor role in the story. Events continually unfold whether or not the narrator himself/herself has an involvement. In this story, the narrator is more of a protagonist than an antagonist since he/she is not the person who gets in conflict with the main character/s. In addition to that, he/she is actually the closest to the leading actor.

In general, the short story is all about striving for survival without compromising too much of what is deemed to be more necessary. For this story, the theme revolves around a family- specifically a Filipino family. In spite of the struggles that each member faces, the holistic spirit still keeps them as one, no matter what. A person’s plan may not be coordinated to that of the other, but that neither means the problem cannot be resolved nor the mistake cannot be corrected. It takes time to learn things, wisdom to accept the difference between what is ideal and what is real, passion to keep going, and most of all, love to carry on with the life they have.

The last page of this fiction immensely establishes a quite symbolic relevance to how the narrator responds upon seeing Isa back home. He/she runs to the eleventh street once again where a lady waves at him/her, then he/she nods. He/she turns back to their house with a spark of joy, of hopes that Isa has already returned and they can start a new life. It is Christmas season and a baby in their family is about to be born. Although the ending leaves its readers hanging, there’s so much more to assume. To expect a colorful world for the narrator’s family for the years ahead- is not too bad. Have they truly found L’amour in Lemoore? How are they now?

As it can be sensed, this fiction is extensively a catalyst to broaden the horizon of the readers to think and feel the expressions and knowledge that are incorporated within the story. It doesn’t just type a couple of texts for an interpretation but aims to inspire.

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