Platonic or Plutonic?

I've not read any of Plato's works, but then again, I've not really read a lot of works so that point is kinda moot. In any event, the term "platonic friends" is pretty much universally known nowadays. And youths these days (I'll count myself as one despite how old and mouldy I'm getting) are kinda getting entangled in the whole mess of it. Personal explanation as follows.

Hrmmm.. My parents probably came from an era where "platonic friends" were a non-existential entity. If you knew someone of the opposite gender, he/she was more or less an "acquaintance" rather than a "friend". If you wanted to befriend him/her, you were more or less interested in him/her and would therefore try to "date" the person in order to get closer to her. It was pretty much black & white with a somewhat clear line separating the gender boundaries as well as the notion of "acquaintances" and "friends".

These days, however, are a tad bit different. Well, in my book at least. For one, I don't look at every single female as a potential "girlfriend target" (probably explains why I'm still single, but nevermind about that) but rather as potential friends. There's not exactly a boundary to me whether friends can be made with the opposite gender. Its just natural, isn't it? Everyone has the potential to be a possible friend, no? Whether male of female.

Still, there are some inherent contradictions to the above, which leads to what I call "The Mess". In having a number of close female platonic friends, there're sometimes a whole bunch of unexplored paths which my dear parents can't exactly help me with, since I'm caught up in the midst of The Mess.

The biggest issue in my book, is when these long-time platonic friends eventually get attached. Whilst the first instinct and reaction is to feel a sense of euphoria as a pal of your's has finally found someone she can trust and live together with, the feeling quickly ebbs away to be replaced irritatingly with a jumble of emotions. Envy, being the foremost. Though some might call it jealousy.

Usually, I deal with these emotions by trying really ruddy hard to shunt them aside. But the same thoughts would resurface and bug me from time to time.

These include:
1) Damn, I'm not gonna be talking and meeting up with her as often since she'll be all lovey-dovey with her new beau.
2) Damn, I've been friends with her for eons now, and this new guy just waltzes into her life and sweeps her off her feet?
2.1) Not that I ever had any of those feelings for her, but was I ever in the picture?
2.2) Or wait, COULD i possibly have had feelings for her?

And thats where The Mess really kicks in. Have I, in the span of knowing someone so well, actually developed feelings for her along the way? I used to swallow it down as being a "brother-sisterly" sort of affection. But nowadays, I'm beginning to worry otherwise. Which is buggersome for one big reason. Does that mean I've "developed affections" for that small number of close female friends? That sounds almost, uh, casonova-ish. Its friggin' bloody annoying. And my response would be to go "of course not, i'm not that sort of guy".

But the envy and jealousy still lingers at times. Bubbling up to surface thoughts just to annoy the shit out of me when I least expect it. And sometimes, stupidly, I start worrying about how I'd feel when friends who aren't attached eventually do so.

I'd like to think that the whole sense of down-ness these thoughts lead to is just because of the fact I won't be meeting up with her that often anymore. And we wouldn't be sharing as much with each other.

But, to be fair, communication is a two-way thing. And even if she doesn't call me because she's happy with her beau, that doesn't mean I can't call her right? Still, its so difficult to pick up the phone at times 'coz I don't wanna interrupt at an inopportune moment. Or to be told "I'm talking to him at the moment, will callya back later alrighty?" and eventually not having my call returned.

I guess some would argue that it would mean that our friendship probably wasn't as strong as I believed it to be. I would disagree however. I still believe in my friendships with these attached ladies, despite the slack in communications. Friendship, after all, is an embedded thing and it doesn't always require constant communication to reaffirm it, but rather an innate feeling that this person would always be around to help out when I'm in trouble, and vice versa.

Which leads to the subject of plutonic rocks. Yes, insane jump off-course here, but I hope I can veer it into the correct direction. Basically, plutonic rocks are formed by the cooling of magma in subsurface conditions. Somewhat similar to igneous rocks I suspect. But anyways, coining the word "plutonic friends" might make for some interesting debate. Sort of like, the cooling of the friendship after a platonic friend has been attached, ie the transition from platonic to plutonic friend would occur after he/she's been attached.

There're still feelings and friendly affections for the person, but due to circumstances, those emotions have cooled off a little, though they were burning more fiercely previously.

Utter rubbish? Insane ramblings? I've no idea myself. I'm still searching for a point B. And if there's no destination, there's no point looking for a route. ^^;;