But you don't know my hosts. To reach out to me is to feel that despair, anger, and grief so fully, they must make a sacrifice. It means the pain in their hearts is too much to bear alone. And so I take that pain and I make it mine. The world is already full of suffering, but being able to share that good or bad means going further than we ever would have. I have lived short human lifetimes. I would never call them incomplete.
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But you don't know my hosts. To reach out to me is to feel that despair, anger, and grief so fully, they must make a sacrifice. It means the pain in their hearts is too much to bear alone. And so I take that pain and I make it mine. The world is already full of suffering, but being able to share that good or bad means going further than we ever would have. I have lived short human lifetimes. I would never call them incomplete.