Does love live where war is?

"Life is a dream; the awakening kills us", Virginia Wolf.

When I was young, I dreamt of writing plays.
That was what i wanted to do before i decided to save the world
(and here i should quote my great inspiration Brain from the cartoon "pinky and the brain" who says in answer to pinky's question, his fellow mouse and one follower who inhabits the same laboratory cage:
Pinky: - "Brain, what are we going to do tonight?
Brain: - Conquer the world! like every night! )

so as a young person growing up, i wrote my first play.
My first and last play...
it spoke of a young man who dreamt since he was young he would walk on water one day.
He had read about a man called Jesus and was convinced he was not the son of god, but just a human, one who believed in the magic and infinite capacities of humanity...

He dreamt he too would walk on water one day...

when he finds the sea...for he hadn't seen the sea in his life.

And he finds his sea one day.

And he walks on it...for a brief while before he drowns.

that is love...
that is war...
the beauty and reality of becoming one with the universe , the beauty of finding out what really matters...before we drown.

love grows in war.
it defies all natural odds.
when humans become unhuman and men start to kill each other...
only then can a human being love from all his heart.
when the world has turned inside out and no reversed womb can host a lonesome soul...

the wonder of a heart that heals the world, and heals wounds that are not supposed to heal.

it is the key out of this world and back to this world again.

A very dear friend of mine asked me a few days ago how i was feeling.
and when i asked back, she hesitated before she said ok.
i asked again, thinking she was not.
and she said: i am perfectly happy! i am in love! but i just feel guilty because everyone is dying and suffering around me...and i should be in pain too... but i am not. simply because i am in love.

this is a tribute to the simple truth of her words that reminded me of what i had.
this is a reminder for us in pain that there is still something that awaits.
that my heart is still alive.
i hope yours is too.