The I. Q. of Love.Love is stupid.
Love is dumb.
It has an IQ comparable to a packet of stale crackers.
Don't get me wrong, love is without doubt one of the most important forces in anybody's life; it is wonderful, it is the closest many of us come to living with magic.
It's just not very clever. What's more, love is not capable of having your best interests at heart - that's because it is the heart, silly.
Love, at its core, is fundamentally an unintelligent and unthinking beast. It may inspire you to great deeds; poetry, song, running through the fields and dancing in the streets, it might even drive you to great triumphs of academic endeavour. But that doesn't change the fact that the emotional force we call love has no ability to analyse your relationship, or your compatibility, or your chance of success with someone. There is certainly a degree of pre-love assessment, and after you are skewered upon Cupid's arrow, there is an awful lot of post-hoc thinking about how wonderful the newly beloved is.
Don't be fooled though, these are just trimmings and dressings that our delighted and confused conscious mind applies over the top of the basic emotive force. Gravity is a potent, powerful force; capable of moving immense mass. It is, however, dumb as the proverbial rock. Love is like this.
Keep this in mind on your path, as you ask yourself question after question - why?
There is no why, because why is about reasoning. And love the emotion had the analytical power of fence post before it found the subject of your affections. Do not expect it to acquire motivation, discernment or the wisdom of the mountain gurus after the fact.
Love is like gravity. It just is.