Love
You cannot be oneself-conscious on purpose. U can’t be designedly
spontaneous. You cannot be genuinely loving by intending to love. Either you
love someone or you don’t. If you pretend to love a person, you deceive them
and you build up reasons for resentment. But you say “but I ought to be honest”.
Well, that is the beginning of so many lies you can’t imagine. Like when I hear
a lot said about love. The “big love thing” on the way. Everyone has got to
love everyone. And they sing songs about love. You know what I do? I buy a gun
and bar my door. Because I know there is a storm of hypocrisy brewing.
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