My mom makes the most delicious fruit cake. I never understood why people hate it until I tried the mass produced crap sold in stores. I'm sorry I can't share hers with everyone.
I'm sure she does. You're probably right, but at the same time, back when I grew up people would always send them around the holidays. No matter what the post man did to those packages they always somehow made it unscathed...if only we could harness that power for good.
I don't think that's the right question. I believe we love as passionately as we hate. It's more what if we consciously chose to express our love more and our hate less. Override that pesky amygdala when it's causing harm without benefit.
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