It was an English assignment, needing us to complete descriptions over various attributes of the listed emotions. The usual ritual of my book being circulated around the whole area so everyone can get 'ideas' happened at the expected intervals occured... and the usual batch of FAQs arise. This time it was a 'But fustration same as anger what...'
Yeah, indeed it.
I replied with a simple: "No... when you're fustrated, you would usually be angry. But when you're angry, your not necessary fustrated."
The reply: An assortment of -_- s and "..."s.

I wonder if its an irony or an expectation to realise that some of these were creatures that were caught up in the infatuative process rather tightly, wax lyrical about the most powerful emotion of them all: Love. Indeed, love is as great as it is, especically when one truly understands it. But when humans consider themselves to be decent-knowledgeble about the topic and yet be unable to distinguish between 'fustration' and 'anger', its the above, elaborated. Touchy... but then again, it might not be the exact interpretation of 'love' that I'm dealing with. The great one, that I have recieved from the almightly... the uncondtional one, that I have experienced from my saviour. Ranked higher in terms of emotional implications, above this sacrifice, would be the 'crush'. A concept that deals with impression, delusion, physical attraction, trait admiration and unexplainable (ahem) connectivity. But perhaps, it might be the English that is being fussy over here, rather then emotions in actuality. But English alone can't be held responsible for the acknowledgement of similarities between two different types.

Emotions, are after all, too outstanding to be explained. Maybe they could be, on some higher level. But the circumstances it extends usually only gives it a paintbrush that decorates with two colours: telling and showing. Its either a 'He looks sad.' or a 'Gazing pensively at the distant horizon, he took in a deep breath of air to savour the cold ignorance... the cold reality that nature allowed him to have. He....blah blah" And to tell about something or to be able to do implications on something, one needs to be vicariously immeresed into a pool of the happen-befores. Experience. Past memories. To think about. To retrospect. To remember. To recall. One needs to do so before being capable of such.

And that makes me nod at the wonder of our creator once again. Emotions. Such an intricate device. Such an unexplainable phenomena. People in the world take it in. Humans on the earth live it by. The creatures in this existance take it for granted...
Emotions become utilities that are touched upon when circumstances evovle. They become electrical fuses and a RPG score pad that is constantly by the eraser when one enters a new door. We play with emotions.... we manipulate them... we fall by them... we live by them... we die by them.

So, should one try to classify the different reactions that become from this gift of emotion? What method should one purchase in trying to chase and understand the winds that follow the purposes of the follies, the repetations and the elations ?

I would answer... Awe.

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