You may find yourself yearning for parts of your life’s past. Alternately, there are other parts of your life that you would undo from the face of the Earth if you could. Sure, you would keep the nice and exclude the hurtful, yet, in terms of life on Earth, who would you be then?
It is not so much that you have to love someone. It’s just that you have to love. You have to love, not because it is virtuous, but because it is your very nature.
Perhaps you have known a few people who just love. It is not that they package love for someone in particular and not someone else. It just is that they love. It isn’t even that they love everyone. It’s that they love, and in the process, all in the environs receive the love. All see it. All know it. All bask in the love. All perceive it. It feels very good to know that someone lives who loves. Someone lives who loves all spots on Earth. Someone lives who loves all peoples. It isn’t even that he thinks of them in this way or that. It’s just that he loves, just the way the sun shines. It shines. What more is there to say about it?
You are obliged to answer to the immediacy of time and place that certainly exist for you as real, yet the physical is not real. All the ideas and performance of somewhere and some time are illusion. They seem to enter your life as they are on their way out.