Kibitzing Thereunto I

i woke up this morning terribly concerned about Love. There isn't much of a formula for Loving people, you see, but we're supposed to do it anyway. So, as with any Divine Command to which the outcome is Vitally Important, but to which the Rules of Play were translated into English from classical Greek by a native Latin speaker, it's hard to be properly prepared when the Big Moment arrives.

The easiest method (in my own experience) is to go pick a target to which you cannot become emotionally attached. That way, if you screw up and blow the sale you can just move on to the next quarry without a particularly Troubled Spirit or Heavy Heart. You can commit this kind of Love in busy market-places in Foreign Lands with pamphlets in the Love-Objects' mother tongue. i gather you could use an AK-47 in place of the pamphlets and-- while you would probably convince fewer people that you deeply Love them and hope the Best for them-- it would incur approximately the same emotional repercussions.

i strongly suspect that Loving people demands some level of Emotional Attachment-- maybe even some amount of Sacrifice. The Concern arises when i am faced, in the moment, with the kind or magnitude of that Attachment or Sacrifice. i think, as my limited grey-matter and Time permit me, i will explore the Murky Depths and Dizzying Heights of that Demand. Feel free to jump on board and comment as your Concern is offended.