Love (written on the wall)

I can still remember it clearly.

Niko, by now a flying friend (he works as a pilot), told me he saw my grafitti in one classroom.

Well it was actually a response to a myopic anti-communist comment written on a wall beside my assigned chair in college.  What I remember best was when I wrote Corinthinians 13 or some parts of it mingled with dialectical jargon.

Anyway, chanced upon the same passage now... beautifully relevant as ever.

"If I speak in the tongues of mortals and of angels, but do not have love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. And if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give away all my possessions, and if I hand over my body so that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing.

Love is patient; love is kind; love is not envious or boastful or arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice in wrongdoing, but rejoices in the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. (1 Corinthians 13:1-7)"