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thoughts from a very normal looking Friday afternoon.

So i went to help a friend move her dog, let's call him U, from her mom's place back to hers.
At her mom's place, this dog had company, another dog of the opposite sex, S.
and they had this friendship for six months.

Just prior to separation. U had refused to get into the bag, somehow knowing of the impending situation, and started making life difficult, S, also had to be put into solitary confinement. It took time, but the lucky thing with dogs is that they dont physically struggle as much as a kid gone off the train tracks.

I waited in the car as all these unfolded, oblivious to what was happening.
But when the semi-whimpering dog came into the car, along with his distraught mother, something amazing occured to me. It heightened my awareness as a human being, and my brain from that moment on went into overdrive.

The sounds made by U were frightening, frighteningly sad. Im not the biggest animal person, but hearing U shout/squeal/cry, the divide between human and animal shrank instantaneously. The emotions evoked were as though a human friend was being yanked away from the love of his life, and at that moment wouldve given his life away to fight for what was rightfully his. Question now is, how different are humans from animals in the pursuit of Love? Sure U was trying to hump S for months, but isnt it the same carnal feeling humans have? Surely dogs endure similar pain and hurt when separated from their loved ones.

At that moment, the ability to think, the one distinction between Man and Beast did not matter. When it comes to Love, nothing else matters. Except being together. Being Loved. And having the wildest sex available to satisfy those desires of wanting and being.

And then the inevitable epiphanical moment arrived, inspiring my most emotional side to the surface; that when it comes to love, there is no need for thought. love is within us all.