The Sad Tragic Truth About Our Relationships


JASON SILVA: You know, if I had to verbalize what I believe

accounts for the failure of most of my romantic relationships

is the fact that I can not bear love's aging.

I cannot stand the dissolution of the honeymoon phase, right.

As soon as the vacation, the electrifying vitality,

the rapture of meeting someone new

fades it's a kind of death practice.

You die a little.

When enthralment dissipates you kind of

have a moment of profound tragic realization

that everything passes, that our greatest ecstasies are imbued,

are cast upon by a shadow of dread, of knowing that this

will pass, that this will end.

So what do we do when we look into the iris of a lover's eye,


When being seen by the person you

love so much gives you goose bumps,

makes you cry, touches your core, touches your soul,

titillates everything inside of you.

Makes you think of that Roland Barthes books,

"Lover's Discourse," about how the cradling that

takes place between two people when they finally

feel safe, like Adam and Eve in the garden of Eden

before the tree of knowledge, before knowledge of death,

and of transience was known.

See, I want to live in that garden of Eden.

I fantasize about it.

I watch movies about it.

I listen to beautiful songs about it.

Curiosity killed the cat.

I ate from the tree of knowledge.

I learned about death, and mortality, and endings,

and entropy.

And I think that that has haunted

all of my relationships, this terror

of the inevitable ending, and I'm still dealing

with finding a hack for that.

That's the truth.