All we have is love, a pivotal emotion, to bring us true joy. Can greed be deemed as a moment of true joy? All a matter of perspective, I suppose. It doesn't feel right, the righteous would think. Greed can bring pain and hatred, seemingly terrible states of being. The moment you feel love, is... like floating, like the smell of spring, fresh rain and a baby's skin. All those precious pieces of time, experiences that we hold onto in our minds, stow them away in the memory banks of our mortal brains.
Greed seems to end in heartbreak, in death, often alone. Does it not take more effort to be sharing and giving, then to hoard and be greedy? Take more of ourselves, our spirits? It's easy to keep everything to yourself, to be alone and pretend to not need. It's far more challenging to let people in, to be open to love, compassion, and to give these in return, to share with others. Yes?
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