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Love: Is a Human Condition
An amoeba is lucky it’s so small …else its narcissism would lead to war …
since self-love seems so frequently to lead to self-righteousness …
The night loves the stars as they play about the Darkness …
the day loves the light caressing the sun …We love …
those who do …because we live in a world requiring light and Darkness …
partnership and solitude …sameness and difference …the familiar and the unknown…
We love because it’s the only true adventure …
I’m glad I’m not an amoeba … there must be more to all our lives than ourselves …
and our ability to do more of the same …
