is essentially the nature of man. The nature of love is multidimensional,universal, all encompassing, natural. Unobstructed, love is a natural state, the natural state. Let me give a little background here… the mystics were the first to recognize love as mans most noble state of being. Such writings as these mystics produced came to form the basis- the heart- of the remaining living religions today. ” on, on and on until the last syllable of recorded time and all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle lifes but a walking shadow, a poor player, who struts and frets his hour upon te stage and is heard no more. It isa tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury To that, on the nature of Love, I would like to add the move towards love is a proclaimation of our who struts and frets has forgotten that the purpose of his play resided in the moment of the spoken words and in the warm arms waiting for him after the curtain closes, comforting, soothing his small fears My words are indiscreet flowering of what is coming to be true to me, they are a shallow effort to give me acess to an easy way out, I cannot write a report
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universal thought, my own preconceptions
