The message behind manufacturing a lifestyle of constant victimhood, intersexual conflict and social justice policing among the youth in the west, once you boil it all down to a single sentence, is a simple one: "Love does not exist. All relationships are inherently transactional." But love does exist. In fact, love is the only force that truly exists. Love is the pathway from this non-existence we call our human lives and into the endless and immortal halls of that which is eternally and primordially true. We live and die for love. All we truly have to give to one another is love - not money, not support, not power. Any and all emotion is not borne of the self - these are external forces, external principalities that dance temporarily within our psyche, interfacing with our minds. These are external entities - though many humans identify with them as fragments of their self. But the one and only thing a human heart can truly give birth to, from absolute nothingness - is love. The only thing you can truly achieve, accomplish and thus create in this world is love. Everything else is merely possession, a glimmer of something that is akin to realness and temporary meaning. At the end of it all, ultimately - a soul's weight, which is also its lightness, is measured by how much love it can hold, how much purity and grace it is able to contain for the other, for existence itself - regardless of its fallen nature. A soul's weight is measured in its lightness. Yes, nothing transcends this world but love. When a person passes - notice how whatever attaches them and their spirit to this world is a list of their emotions. Grievances, hurt, pain, vengeance, disappointment, unfinished businesses. It is never love, though their loved ones remain here on this Earth. It is never love that attaches their spirit to this place. But it is love through which they are sent to their final resting place. Because the final resting place is love. On one side, a constant awaiting of reuniting with those we have connected our spirits with through love - a force that which transcends time, place and even circumstance. On the other, an inevitable homecoming into the warm and gentle embrace of those who we know love us. Even this world, the whole of our physical-material existence, was created for love. So that those removed from the graces heaven and those under its blessings could meet each other again, in this strange and difficult place, because they were, at one point, connected through love. It is this love that keeps the spirit immortal. So long as one is loved - they are not without a guardian. They are not beyond redemption.