The question is poetry
The question is poetry: poein, to work, to make. What are we about, but to work? We are not here just to lay and look at the clouds and to enjoy the beauty all about us. But we are here to do that! We are here to feed each other, we are part of each other. We are not just social in the common understanding of that term, but we are here to help each other live! People deserve to live. The soft stuff needs to be seen as the strong stuff. The soft stuff needs to be strongly held forth; the strong stuff needs to be known as gentle. Weakness cannot afford to be soft: only strength knows to be gentle is within its range.
:- Doug.
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