all love is good love.... yet sometimes we just grow tired of good.... it is like an allergy... the sweet smell of fresh milk become putrid quickly if it is not stored properly... but anything in this world will not make it into the next... only the intention of love and the act of love... but this might be it door this old tired world... maybe folks are all just trying to get their last love in before the world falls apart... grab on to someone and love them...then spread it around...this is not the time to be worrying about what our earthly father and mother did or didn't give us... there is a prairie fire burning and it is headed our way... grab what is dear to you...deep down... and head to water... leave anything you can't live without...