Guest-Host Theory

I have dedicated almost two decades of my life to learning….starting from primary education to post-graduate studies and I have encountered countless theories…some, I still remember to this day but the rest, I simply cannot recall. Theories are beliefs and philosophies of people who were believed to have great minds and exceptionally high intelligence that their suppositions were most of the time, regarded as the truth because somehow, they have a way to prove its precision and make it appear as beyond doubt.

I have a great deal of admiration for these geniuses. Not that I believe in their ideas nor I am an advocate but I am terribly amazed on how their minds operate. Whether they are proclaiming the truth or otherwise are beside the point. The mere fact that such an idea even crossed their minds is a wonder. Take Darwin’s Theory as a classic example. Imagine how charming Mr. Darwin was in conceiving the thought that humans came from monkeys! Envisaging oneself rooting from these banana-eating mammals is just amazing! Again, it’s not whether there’s truth to it or none but Mr. Darwin deserves all the astonishments. I wonder if it’s a genius at work or just a mad man. There’s only a thin line that separates a genius from a wacko!

Why I am suddenly struck by these geniuses’ knack on ideas is due to recent encounter with another Charles Darwin-in-the-making, who, with all conviction presented his Guest-Host Theory that really drove my senses away and almost made the grounds under my feet tremble. “Men are the guests and women are the hosts“. A quick look at it, it sounded rational and sensible but as the thought was brought out in the open and comprehending it little by little, it’s terrifying! Like a phantom in broad daylight! The premise is based on the idea that guests stay with a host for a period of time….because it’s the absolute definition of a guest! Guests come and go. The period of stay can be measured…it’s time bounded…and the relationship is superficial because there’s a definite epoch when the guest and the host should and would part ways. When and how are the only painful questions that the host dread to know. Why is there a need for good-byes? Why leave someone special just because one is either afraid to experience love at its fullest or just too selfish and self-centered to satisfy his manly instincts? Is there really no chance for love to grow? Or is there really love at all?

True enough that man and woman are so different….different in perspectives, behavior, reactions and expectations. However different, that diversity is the mystery that boils within…the flame that keeps the soul burning…burning with passion, love and fervor. But such a waste when such magnificence is tinged with fallacy such as a relationship with boundaries…affinity with conditions….love is treated like a common commodity that can be trashed or thrown away. Love is nothing but a word and not a vow. It’s pathetic!

Every human being is designed to bestow love to everybody. But such is almost always misunderstood and abused…used as an excuse. I still cannot understand why someone should be confined to only one mate for a lifetime. I still cannot understand why out of a billion people on earth, one should remain faithful to his beloved. I still cannot understand why one’s eyes should only be focused on one person when there are other opportunities that can be explored…why confine our sight with a rose when you live in a garden?

But it is not for us to understand…because love is beyond understanding! It is far and above human intellect. Truth as it is that we are capable of loving more than one soul at the same time but the intensity and depth is always not the same. We are destined to that special someone created just for us. We just have to look and search real hard that when we finally find that person we know that our one and only heart belongs to thee. When that happens, we will know that every beat of our heart, every reason of our being, and the very essence of our spirit is prepared for that someone. After all, there lies the beauty of it…the mystery of searching. We don’t need to understand, we just need to feel.