My younger brother once wrote a letter to a girlfriend in which he said, "I love you fiercely." His friends mocked him; I did not.
I believe loving fiercely, loving even people we fear, loving "enemies," loving each other, this will be the only way we're going to survive.
This hate that I keep seeing is poisonous. It has weakened me so that I can barely get out of bed. That's a pity. I have things to do, poems/novels to write, passions to share.
I know people are afraid and that fear leads to hate, but, come on. This is ridiculous. Just stop it already, stop hating. Stop fearing. Listen and love. Please?