You and I had a physical attraction.

A story of a friend who watched it all slip away.

Reaction paper to the Poison Flower.

There are wrongdoings people commit for which they do not atone. Some are deliberate and some unintentional; nevertheless, the outcome remains the same. There are those that have the gall to blatantly lie when the truth is apparent and undeniable and those that look inward when fame and fortune appear to glorify their lives, instead of directing them toward alleviating the misery of others.

Love is all around us. It is part of our human makeup, internally and externally. People that hate one another, hate themselves and those that love one another, love themselves. Life itself pulsates with the rhythm of love. Our advanced technology emanates out of love, and civilization itself would have collapsed had it not been nurtured by love.