Tropism becomes scent, becomes fascination, becomes lust, becomes love.
Lizard to fox to monkey to man, in a look, in a word, we come together, touch, die, serve spirit without knowing, carry it forward, pass it on. Ever more winged the spirit, ever greater its leaps. We love someone far away, someone who died long ago. The critical problem then for those who wish to expand the area of trust and love in human relationships is not to eliminate diversity but to understand how diversity can be integrated in some form of unity. . . . The critical question is how to use these tensions and diversities to create a richer, fuller human society instead of a narrow, frightened and suspicious society.