Being Seen and God

You and me, terror and fear, decay and death.

Will you die alone?

I could be friends with someone their entire life, in the shallow sense, and they would die as nothing more than a ghost to me.

I could be best friends with someone their entire life, and they would die as scarcely real to me. The miracle of a bridge at the asymptote.

Do you feel that doom?

To look at another person as they are, beyond what we wish, beyond labels or thought, piercing the husk of the shell: the intimation of the love of God.

"I am who I am"