It is subtly know as “love of the game”
There comes a time in the course of development
When concern with outcomes gets dropped
For the purity of the rules of the game
For the sake of the game
To truly love and enjoy the game in the now
This is true in the cosmic sense
When the rules of the kingdom and the destiny of creation are all that count
For imagine no possessions
For there are no contrived outcomes of love
We don’t choose our love
And there is no becoming impatient that we don’t see out love
Who may have passed on


Love is not lost!
There is no impatience in the kingdom of heaven
Absorbed and subsumed to the rules we are thankful
And joy is the manifestion of thankfulness!