Boon: (n) a thing that is helpful or beneficial.
I completely agree that putting leeches on human skin to suck out the bad blood of disease was a horrible idea.
Turning Africans into slaves to work plantations without wages or a retirement plan was sinister.
But we must understand, there are certain attributes of virtue which cannot be compromised simply because they seem tedious.
In the past thirty years, love has been translated from an action into a sentiment.
This has been very subtle.
We have allowed our entertainers, our politicians and even our religionists to convince us that love is a high-sounding ideal, but most of the time beyond our grasp. Therefore, we are encouraged to settle for lesser representations, like friendliness, giving to the poor, or even lust.
There is only one boon to the human race.
There is only one condition that creates the oil of gladness that lubricates us for bumping up against one another.
It is love.
We cannot give up on it.
Matter of fact, our mission is to define it in such realistic ways that we just naturally pursue it.
Without this, we begin to believe that individuality is holy–instead of the communion of souls in gentle compromise.
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