The true is collective, impersonal, us and ours. The false is individual, personal, me and mine.
One world. One love
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The true is collective, impersonal, us and ours. The false is individual, personal, me and mine.
Passions are private and personal. Compassion is public and impersonal, an imbued and universal power which cannot be pluralized, commodified or run up a flag pole and saluted. It’s a love song, a gift of the heart, and it’s singing now.
Love makes no distinctions. (Unless the sun shines with greater favour on one country than another. Unless God blesses America.)
Love does not see persons as problems. (Jesus: “Why is he lying down?” He was perplexed. He didn’t get it.)
We are cured of sickness when we are seen to be well.
In the seeing is the doing.
We do not fall in love. We fall into love, into the awareness of who we are.
Love is a state of being. It is impersonal. It has no object, point or purpose.