I just found a long-forgotten piece of writing that I ended with:
“Love wins. It always bloody wins. Never forget it.”
And gods, I hope that’s true. I really do.
“Love wins. It always bloody wins. Never forget it.”
And gods, I hope that’s true. I really do.
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The transmission of knowledge through the ages seem ultimately, an act of love. And hope.
Take care.
It just takes a really long time unfortunately
I keep this screenshotted as well, to remind myself: