If you are that friend who always listens to other people pour their hearts out (and we all are that friend in one situation or another), how do you comfort without siding with the person’s mistakes he/she is not willing to admit with uncompromising Compassion?
Once upon a time, life was just simple. Two guys could hug, be madly close and say that they love each other without it being weird.
If I asked you to write a list of people you love, how long will it take for you to write your own name?
Love has become self-centeredness and people will be quick to take advantage of whatever love you have for them. Loving one another has therefore become culturally irrelevant.
Sometimes I wonder if Mother Theresa would have remained Mother Theresa in this system of ours.
