I think that love has to do with the lack of judgement, the urge, the eagerness to understand. to feel beyond your own senses, beyond your perception. to find an inner meaning, an inner beauty, an inner value that don’t exist to be understood.
what’s judgement but our greatest self-deception. we need to feel we know, we need to feel safe. but we don’t know shit. we’re terrified to know, or simply don’t even consider there’s something else to know, that’s the truth. we come here and scratch the surface and then we’re gone. back to the universe. how the hell are we supposed to know something about anything.
I swear this consciousness of us is just an intruder in this world.