I don’t know what love ‘is’, but I know that if you let the monsters of measurement and language into that garden, they will remake the whole context in the image of whatever allows them to dominate it and survive there.

And that will be, at best, a product of the left hemisphere’s disembodied predilections for abstraction. And these aspects of our capacity for intelligence… are not only unrelated to love… love is entirely alien to their character and way of being in the world.

In other words, they will extinguish it.

By claiming it was never ‘validated’ to begin with.