Love precedes all becoming and also drives it

Love precedes becoming and also drives it.
The dark night of the soul is in a sense the dark night of love.
It is when love directs itself towards disintegration, sublimation, transformation, dissolution, unbecoming, being more of a nobody and nothing, fading/vanishing/falling away into obscurity, into higher entropy and complexity, and returning to the formless.
This is the opposite of becoming, specialization, perfection, reputation, fame, status, being important, revered, recognized, impressive, charismatic, a somebody, shining/rising into limelight.
The latter could be called the bright day of the soul.

But it is not that the bright day is much better than the dark night.
It is a matter of perspective too.
Is waking better than sleep?
Is birth better than death?

All becoming is connected to magnetization,
That is by definition, love directed towards the latter direction described above.
To demagnetize is to unbecome.

From another angle,
All becoming is a sacrifice, it is some kind of limiting of the infinite into the finite.
This is the cost or the price paid for taking on any form, at any level.
Becoming is actually the reduction of possibilities.
When the love for becoming gets exhausted, one goes back, returns to the formless, until a new inspiration sprouts from within, takes hold of the being, and ushers a new becoming.
Returning to the formless brings back infinite possibility.

Love is like this purely irrational/trans-rational force,
That makes one leave the infinite to manifest as form in the finite realms.
But this same love is also responsible for taking one back to the infinite.
The same energy that wakes you up in the morning also puts you to sleep at night.
Maybe this is part of the fabric of existence itself.
Maybe this is part of the cycle of:
formless undefined —->—- emergence into form
rejuvenation —->—- expenditure
ascension —->—– descension
potential —->—– actual
shiva —->—– maya