When I look around me, I see people I think I know, this is a case of Deja vu?
When I sit down and think of an earlier post I made about being in love and trains, I start thinking a little deeper, and think of the meme's of people who are very similar.

Do we only have a finite variety of faces with only an infinite variety of minor changes such as a slightly larger nose or slightly more spaced eyes.

When I think of my train post again, which I will repost later:), I wonder again, “Is this why, according to some, we only have a finite number of loves”

With those thoughts in my head, I look at the people I have had relationships with and for whom I have romantic feelings, and realize that a lot of those people have certain equal things. Things like face shape.

Because I am someone who loves watching things, I take my thought course of the train, to summarize this briefly, in that post I wonder if falling in love with a familiar person on TV, someone you never met, is a case of something Pavlov's, you you know, that bell and that drooling dog. I compared this to two trains next to each other at the station where you are on the train standing still on the platform and looking closely at the train next to you leaving, and that you feel like it's just you moving, so your body feels movement that isn't there. what if your body the moment you see an actor/actress on TV who is seen by your brain as “hey that looks like XXXX” and because you do know XXXX, and have feelings for your body responds to pheromones of that other person who isn't there at the time, but just like with those trains, your brain thinks there is. This is because I think love (and some scientists) is only a response to gene compatibility, which we translate as “love” (yes away romance, I know, and yes, I've had people who said “you must be fun at parties/weddings” and yes I'm pretty good in those places:) )

But back to the faces, so if my thought is right, there is only a finite number of faces that count as someone's “type” for that “familiar person” reaction.

“But Lilith, I have an uncle, and he only kicks off blonde” So you have an uncle who, for the same reason, gets such a reaction when seeing blonde ladies, probably with certain lengths, and certain build. something I see with a supervisor, this person talks at company nights out, always talking to the same types. So this could also be the case with that uncle of yours, that all those blonde deernes he aspires to have things in common besides having blonde hair, or not and is his brain set so that that “hey compatible genes” reaction is already due to the blonde hair.



maybe I should just stop thinking about this before I go crazy.