The Black Box: Learning From the Aftermath of a Failed Relationship

The Plane Crashed, but the black box remains...

Sometimes relationships can end up like planes crippled by an accident. Break up's can be devastating to our psyche's and damaging to our mind, body, and soul.
Looking back over the aftermath that has claimed hearts, it's very important to review the contents of your Black Box to see where things went wrong, and how you can avoid any other disasters in the future.

Though time and space can seperate you from your past relationships, the Black Box can never be destroyed. The memory of its contents is sealed indellibly upon your brains, and in your fleshy parts, forever. It revitalizes itself with each story of the aftermath that is told to others. It is there.

The Plane crashed, but the Black box remains...
The pains gone, but the blueprints the same...

As in any tragic loss, eventualy, we will get over the painful feelings associated with the hurt of ending a relationship, but we can't forget the lessons that we have learned from the experience that we've been through. These lessons will help us to avoid further pain in the future.

The Black Box tells the story of the relationship, it gives vital information about who was involved in the relationship, what the philosphy of the relationship was (if it had a philosophy at all) and what the culture of the relationship entailed, the duration of the relationship, the errors that led up to the devastation, and the actual devastation that caused the relationship to end.

This post has inspired me to write a poem about loving, and losing. It's entitled "Black Box"


Black Box
The plane crashed, but the black box remains,
The pains gone but the blueprints the same.
Love me, until you drive me insane...
Leave me, like the sunshine does to leaves when it rains....
Love me in vain
Give me a baby, but don't give it your name..

Who am I fooling? I knew you were lame.
I blame myself in this blame game
I should have exited stage left after I came

Show's over now, stand tall, take a bow....
leave with a standing ovation, you're star of this one man show now...
milked me like a cow, you'll reap what you sow
I loved you like a sinner saint loves hoes
down deeper and still below
I wonder if you'll ever know
Just how much I loved you so......

The plane crashed
But the Black Box remained.

The Market of Love

The stock market is teaching me plenty about love. It's no coincidence that the stock market and love have so many similarities. Both drive the market, our economy, and are the backbone of society.

When stock prices go up, we earn money on our investments. Likewise, when the price of the "stock" we've invested in with our lover increases (i.e. things become more serious, a relationship ensues, engagement, marriage, and further growth after marriage) we gain.

On the flip side, investing in the stock market is taking on risk, and depending on our threshold for risk, we can take on more riskier options for love, increasing the possibility of total loss (i.e. serious long distance relationships, relationships where both lovers have serious financial issues, etc.), which also means that we have to invest more into a relationship, and we also have more to lose.

Looking at your resources, and what you have to invest, the chances of you investing in more riskier forms of love decrease as you get older, and closer to the age of retirement. Young risky love and sex is fun and exciting whether you're young or old, but we stand the chance to lose more, if we don' invest in more stable, interest yielding, consistent relationships as we come of age.

The stock market crashing is part of the ebb and flow of micro and macroeconomics, but love can work this way as well, when we spend more of our precious time, energy, and resources in relationships that are predatory, unreasonable, or taxing on our minds, bodies, and spirits, we run the risk of losing big time.....but, if we take time, do research on the stock we're investing in, we can avoid problems early on.....

The stock market has many options to invest...and in love, we have many options as well....we need to stop limiting ourselves to the same nonsense that we are comfortable with. You can't earn without an investment, and it takes time to build a strong portfolio. In love, you can't expect a return on something you haven't invested in. Be open to the possibilities of love. Don't limit yourself out of fear. In love, likewise. You may find love and happiness where you least expected to invest. It may be with someone who is long distance, or someone who has different views as you, or someone of another race. Keep an open mind, and don't limit yourself to the possibilities, and enjoy the fruits of your investement.