There’s so, so much love freely available to us all. Why, why do we hurt? Why should we hurt? Suddenly, I feel an outpouring of mercy and compassion, its source unknown, but its a strange desire to love the world, to heal the world, a desire to love the broken, a desire to love those who have been misunderstood. Those who have been condemned. Those who have acted out and lashed out to others. I see the hurt beneath the surface. I want to love them through it, this world needs so much love. This world needs an outpouring of love, far greater than I myself am capable of, I am no Atlas, but I will help carry the load, and I know there are others out there prepared to carry the burden with me, and if enough of us band together, we’ll only need to hold out a pinky, with enough of us, it’ll be lighter than a feather