I have observed that some people love an abstract concept, and thus experience an abstract love. They employ the language of love when they speak of God, but the more they employ it the more abstract it becomes. Somehow, I have to get to zero before I can get to the positive side of the equation. In the last 24 months, the evil in my soul has helped me to catch a glimpse of the deception in my good. What I thought was good was not – precisely because what I thought was too abstract.