If John Lennon was right in that "God is a Concept by which we measure our pain" then love itself is nothing more than this man invented self delusion by which we attempt to force order and structure into a senseless chaos that has no ultimate meaning or real purpose.
Love is is this tainted, useless, fetid, rotten and disgusting human invention that we use to justify waging wars, the ludicrous acts of procreation and reason enough to get out of bed in the morning.
Humanity is its own worst enemy because we do not allow systems of checks and balances unless they suit us and our needs, therefore negating the very purpose and reason thereof.
God, how I hate the arrogance of my own intellect.
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