Love is a Parable: Mayday, Mayday, It's an Emergency!

Mayday, Mayday, it's an emergency; when we are living in times where perils have rocked humanity to the extent that fear has become the only thing on which we agree. It saddens me that we fail to see that the true terrorist is the pandemic illness of love atrophy. Slowly, there is a degeneration of benevolence throughout the social consciousness and the incomprehensible thread that connects each soul. Many of us are losing sleep because the breath of life is seeping out of our nostrils with each instance of cruelty and repugnance. Yep, once again, slowly, we are wasting away into shallow shells. We are becoming numb to things that make us human.  What is happening to us? Are we sacrificing morality for principles? It appears that our "Call To Action" has been compromised. There seems to be more emphasis on code of conduct than the servitude of humanity. Being politically correct has placed us in social distress.   We are flighty in our decision to love without limits because our interests have become egomaniacal. Though love is a parable, it is still essential and sufficient in aiding the regeneration of hope in humanity. Love stands alone, but is inestimable in its impact. Love has the clairvoyant ability to operate as a soul-sensory that transmits into a language that our soul understands. Yet cognitively, we fail to understand. Love, in its multiple attributes, is looking for us to return to the core of our existence.