The exhausting quest for an inexhaustible source.
To exist every man, woman needs to be acknowledged tell us shrink. Translation: each of us knows that needs to be loved and employs every means to achieve it.
Some are extensive and in seeking membership of the crowd. Universal suffrage, the applause, the frequency of titles on glossy paper or on screen cater to that satisfaction sometimes excessive.
Other cultivate intensive small circles, networks of insiders of the chosen elite. Knowledge of some personalities "well placed" and cited in any conversation about just for their happiness.
Others, finally, confined in the exclusive. Without him, without it, the world is unbearable. I love to choke him.
A day comes when the box is deceiving you with the opponent, the image falls into the trash, where personalities forget your address, where the bird escapes from the wire cage. So here we
bitter, embittered, fleeing the shadow of what we were, but watching through the window, however, any hand that would tend, the slightest smile that would remember the single word that we would fall.
To exist you need to be loved.
Knowing this, so there is nothing more urgent, more useful, more human than loving first. This is the reversal of perspective that Christ made. If I first try to be liked, which is the natural tendency, it is likely that I exhaust myself in the maintenance of obsequious sycophancy, sympathy displayed or protocol, the fawning adulation of sycophancy noisy.
If I devote myself to love, first, without calculation, without reservation, then I risk exposing myself, in turn, free true friendship like brothers to hate annealed all the castaways of love required.
This is perpetual reversal, this conversion always invites us to remake the period of Advent. She waits for him who became a love before even trying to be loved because He had found his father in an original and inexhaustible reserves of giving and forgiving.
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