Can't you just imagine: Two minds in two areas of life, (though never having met) desperately in love with each other, in some inexplicable way; not about each other's ideas, or traits, or any specificity... but just in love, with a sort of beauty, whereof both are a part - encompassing both, a part of both, but unknown to either? Can't you just imagine, that the whole world is like that: one loves another, yet is simultaneously loving all? I'm in love, but not about anything. Not at all. Just in love. This is like living: it just is. Perhaps Love is a Force of Life concentrated? What is mine, is somehow yours, and everyone's? I find this incomparably beautiful.
28 April 2016, L.B.
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Castles in the Sky
Non-FictionSome embryos of thoughts... *Word count: On Imitation ~500 On Loving ~100 On Smile ~300 On Assertion ~600 *Credit Vector: designed by Freepik from www.flaticon.com (CC 3.0 BY) Font: Mikko Nuuttila
