I find myself on a stony path at the edge of a precipice,
starring into a black oblivion. I ask myself, as all we must, how did I end up
here?
Myself turned to me
and gravely pointed out the roads we had travelled, “It is the dark side of
human nature that has driven us in this direction. Selfishness, deceit, fear,
loathing, these are the easiest to transverse, smoothly paved highways beyond
the reach of all who suffer the indignity of poverty, disease and oppression.
This is the place that the journey of the blind ends. What
can save us now that our destination is upon us, what will stop us from
stepping over the edge, into the plummeting end we so richly deserve?”
“Love,” was my answer without hesitation, “love will not let us fall.”
