Oh yeah! Love. Let me tell you about love.
I know all about it, because I've been with my wife
Longer than you've been alive.
So, first, love
is a state of ignorance. We are not
being fancisophical, groovy spiritchool here.
Love means not knowing the answer.
So you ask.
And then you ask again. And you listen, and ask again.
So when do you know you're not in love any more?
That's easy. It's when you stop asking.
Whether it's chickens asking after eggs,
or eggs after chickens, I don't know, doesn't matter.
People say it's about not listening but it's not really that:
of course you're not listening if you don't want to know.