Where did you get this “hate”-thing? I certainly never mentioned it or anything like it.
Why should imperfection and perfection be necessarily mutually exclusive? Why would a perfect/superior being have any compelling reason to remain disassociated with lesser/inferior things, things of less value? In our own life experience, do we necessarily do that, should we remain aloof if we’re in the company of someone less strong, less educated, less wealthy, less intelligent, less wise?
Love is just an emotion. Nice one, but not very relevant.
Yes, speculation. Love’s easily enough dismissed, that’s for sure, just like the idea of God, but we minimize it only because we don’t know it-and know its true value. For a human being, we don’t merely
do things, there’s a reason to our madness, we assign value, rightly or wrongly, to the things we do. And that value, the “rightness” or “wrongness” of a thing, is really based on our love-or lack of love-for it. This is why a person can say, or think, I love fishing, I love killing people, I love my job-or, alternatively, I hate my job. This sounds too simple, but these are value-based judgment calls, based on our desire or attraction to things we experience as bringing us some level of fulfillment- or lack of it. And I submit that the basis of this “valuing”- the standard for it- is love, that everything we do is driven by it, whether or not in a misguided or perverted way.
In any case, love promises to make life more than just a drudge. Even if seems to be in pretty sparse supply now, if it were to totally disappear from the face of the earth we’d know it immediately and life would be less worth living. And on a deeper and more important level, human love for others can produce heroic and world-changing acts. But on an even deeper level, love can be directly experienced as a reality so powerful, so virtually sensate and concrete, that one can’t stand in its presence, crazy as that sounds. In any case it’s the stuff that makes life worth living, which we as humans generally experience on a relatively mundane level on a day to day basis, and which can be experienced on a much more profound level if we choose to pursue it. Then we no longer view it as something little more than a nice emotion, we begin to see it as the most relevant and worthy thing in the universe. But love’s humble and won’t force itself upon anyone-and the world can easily steam-roll over it in crude fashion, which it does.
IMO, love is what makes something perfect, and love may well-of necessity- be open to sharing itself with less than perfect beings.
