Ok, I'll take your word for it.
You want me to equate love to something measurable? Impossible. It's either there or it isn't. I suppose the compassion that organised 'religion' claims, but does not necessarily practice, or the Love between people and the world, which is there, but hard to see sometimes. And sometimes not there. (?) That's a quick answer. I aspire to love the whole spectacle of existence, and maybe beyond, but that is an ideal. Shit happens, that is a reality.
(i did write a bit more but couldn't escapethe feeling iwas about to disappear up my own fundament, as it were.)
You want me to equate love to something measurable? Impossible. It's either there or it isn't. I suppose the compassion that organised 'religion' claims, but does not necessarily practice, or the Love between people and the world, which is there, but hard to see sometimes. And sometimes not there. (?) That's a quick answer. I aspire to love the whole spectacle of existence, and maybe beyond, but that is an ideal. Shit happens, that is a reality.
(i did write a bit more but couldn't escapethe feeling iwas about to disappear up my own fundament, as it were.)
