Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Infernal Light

Somewhere, somehow we're all a product of love. Whether you believe in a grand scheme or not it's the love and passion of two folks at a given moment that results in the ongoing population. Their folks shared love at some junction, too. 

It's almost overwhelming to think of the generations of love that have gotten us to this point. It would seem obvious that there is one overriding element that makes us go.

Songwriters croon about it. Philosophers fret about it. Preachers go on about it every Sunday. It fascinated Einstein.

You'd think we would get better at it. I'm gonna try.

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