The Universal Answer

Hatred is never ended by hatred but by love. – Buddha

When you enter a dark room what do you do?

Do you try to turn the darkness down so that you may see?

Of course not.

You turn on a light.

And so it goes in life.

In every instance where love, or good feeling, or cooperation, or teamwork, or civility is missing, the answer is not to reduce, or quash or eliminate the “lack;” the answer is love.*

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In whatever form is appropriate.

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