In a World Fed by Differences, Foibles are the Appetiser

There seems to be nothing that we aren't able to criticize or should I say be annoyed by. CZ, a microcosm of our world's human society.
And after the first course comes life, kind of like a compost heap, and when we successfully wade thru it, circumnavigating the pits and the parts, the awaiting desert is sweeter than any previous taste but not cloying, it is perfectly tempered, unflappable love.

Hey will you shut that baby up, his laughter is driving me crazy. Tweet