On mutual integration
Love is always the mutual dance that spirals ever upwards, towards integration. And like every integrative force, it is at once delightful and terrifying to behold — for no other force possesses such transformative power. Love is, however, the province of the free and the intrepid: it is the vital discharge of power and ability, the constant yes-saying to life. For if it fails to elevate and transform, it becomes mere co-dependence, and a sorry state of affairs where each person projects their unconscious drives and fears on another person. No integration, merely shared loneliness.