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WE SHARE WATERMELON ON THE ROOFTOP. WE SANG SONGS IN THE NIGHT AIR. REMEMBER, WE STARTED SINGING SEPARATELY, BUT ENDED SINGING TOGETHER.
AT A TIME WHEN FAVORERS OF WAR INTRODUCE ALTERNATIVE REASONS FOR WAR, OUR DUTY MUST BE INTRODUCING THOUSAND ALTERNATIVE REASONS TO CREATE PEACE.

Walls are removed, suspicions are relaxed, and reservations are revealed. Eyes sparkle with delight rather than peering for inconsistencies and flaws. Your pain causes me to heart. Your joy causes me to laugh; your pleasure brings me delight. Hands are held, not just shaken. Souls embrace as well as arms. We are brothers, sisters, siblings, we are certain that god loves us and that god expects us to love each other, and we are elated to comply. It has come so far, this concept of tolerance, from truce to trust, from respect to relationship, from sharing stories to shaping stories. And yet there is more.
Tolerance has been made complete in love and perfect love casts out all fear. What is tolerance?
It is truce: sitting on clenched fist.
It is talking: claiming my rights, my story.
It is listening: being open to your story.
It is respect: clasping hands together in trust.
It is one story: creating shared moments.
It is friendship: genuine caring
It is love: expressing complete, mature, perfect love.
It is god desire for our world’s only hope and it is our desire.