I love that man more than I’ll ever love anybody, my own daughter withstanding. Why can’t love, in any form, be enough? People want to shape us into something we’re not because they can’t see the beauty there. They don’t understand it, and I ache with that knowledge. Because don’t they realize? Love is boundless. It’s immeasurable and immense. Beauty on its own. It’s the reason a person’s eyes soften. It’s why we go to great lengths just to make someone smile. Romance, sex, friendship, even, are all secondary to what love is at its core. It’s the very makeup of our being. It’s our essence,
...more
Except for the Trumps and Heritage and other pathetic stunted assholes out there whose sole focus and what passes for love is power and money. I suddenly see the point of Jesus' sermons, and the symbolism of the golden calf vs love.
