Heavenletters

Let me add, dear Chuck, that I find this a rather remarkable sentence:

And non-love is the material of which fiction is made, beloveds.

Perhaps it's permissible to turn it around and say: Wherever you se non-love, within or without, you can be quite sure it's fiction, you can be quite sure it's imagined. (Interestingly, what we call fiction, novels and films for instance, is always about non-love. Perhaps there is only one topic, one theme in the world.)

Only love is true. All else is false.

Then how did non-love get invented at all? And what for? Is this an experiment? To see whether perceived non-love will find its way out of the "huge woods" on its own? It's nice to specualte. And it's nice to stop. Turn your attention to love. Look for evidence of love, and note it. Multiply your perception of love, and more love will rise.