I disagree. I'm not going to say yes to everything. I want to argue. Push back. Contend. Dialogue. Dispute.
But, I suspect, I can still love you.
Feel pity, sympathy, fondness, affection.
We are losing the ability and capacity to see things differently and still remain humane, brotherly, sisterly.
We are not here to eliminate one another.
We're here to find one another a place (outside us) and a time (inside us) to reside at home in the world.
In the quiet of this room, sitting alone, I am in community with each one who is one with and within themselves.
Those who are divided and who divide others are not easily associated with a community of complementarity and compassion.
There are those who know better, think they are better, strut and pretend there is no better than them.
No matter who is near them, they are lonely and isolated. And they want to make everyone else lonely and isolated.
One can sit alone in a room and be with everyone. Even with those who make themselves and others lonely and isolated.
Mendicants, perpetual pilgrims, hobos, transients, solitaries, wanderers place to place, time to time, thus come, thus gone.
Among us, these peripatetic dreamers who know they are dreamers in a landscape of hallucination, in a duration of timelessness, in a form garbed with the formless, accompanying us, in our surround, most likely a subtle smile of recognition felt from their ungraspable presence.
No fixed home, set address, unchanging domicile. It’s not homelessness. It's just that "home" is not what nor where we think it is.
If we can learn that love (there, the word appears) is no opposition, no division, no separation -- then we are both always alone and never alone at the same time.
And if you dare to turn around and glance there...
Alone with the Alone.
It's a closer look at the lyric of the Ed and Patsy Bruce song "Mammas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up to Be Cowboys" -- the line that says:
"'Cause they'll never stay home and they're always alone
Even with someone they love".
We are not alone. We are with the Alone. Not two. Not one. Just...
Abitazione — Dwelling