It is by love that conscience finds itself through all possible ways. Self-referential conscience is the essence of conscience, and letting conscience find itself is the essence of love.
By love conscience can acknowledge the manyfold unified as countless expressions of one source. The manyfold is going to express being as colourfull painting. The manyfold is the coulor of Being. In and from the Ground all is one, and in reality all is connected by one colourfull conscience. And the expression of this colourfull conscience is love.
Love heals and love hurts.
Love looks always for the apparently lost.
Love is attracted by the cold and dark to warm it and bring light.
Love has many faces and many ways to hide.
The Sun loves the Earth licking with tongues of flares towards her.
The nucleus loves electrons thus forming stable waves of what appears as atoms.
The flower loves the Sun adjusting its blossom towards her.
The bird loves the sky unfolding its wings to fly.
And humans love to play with love in manyfold kinds.
In smiles and anger. In laughs and tears.
In pleasure and pain. In life and death.
Love has also faces of death. In love the lion hunts the gazelle and the shark a seal and the human animals to eat. And love drives humans to plant vegetables to digest.
Love in stunning manner does often lead to death and annihilation.
Then lovers do destroy themselves and those they love from love.
Love is fire and water and air and earth.
I fire it warms and is able to burn.
In water it quenches thirst and is able to drown.
In air it blows a cool breeze and is able to be a deadly storm.
In earth it is home and is able to kill.
Love has many faces.
And nobody is ever able to get missed.
For love is all that is and can be.
Awsome and terrible.
A dragon with soft fur and a patient heart of passion...
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Very beautiful, thank you for sharing your world.