to live is to love. or to hate.
to be is to want, or to want not.
as it says in a religious song that i love:
my brother is my light in this world of illusion.
any love is some love.
my body is broken.
i can fix it. if i love.
love is life.
hate is death.
that me and millions of others still don´t grasp in this human circus.
i will learn if i concentrate.