I adore you for all you do for me, for trying to accommodate me, for knowing what is important, for fighting for me. If only they knew the power within their own bodies, the constant repair, the constant analysis, the constant fight for survival. If only they knew who is their best friend, their own bodies, their own cells, each cell a clone of the other, with the same genetic information. I adore your harmony. How all the cells of the body work as one. The hand made of millions of networked cells write with a pen, the eyes with its millions of cells look at the writing, while the brain cells think and analyse. I adore you. If only they would adore their own bodies and appreciate what you do for them, constantly trying to repair the damage done by substance abuse, infections, accidents, poisons and radiation. Sometimes you are overwhelmed, outnumbered by the enemy and it is hard for you to survive. But you know, I still adore you because you always try your best. If only I could preserve my best friend. If only I could trap the enemy within me under my conditions, those repulsive virus neutrinos, rather than the enemy trapping me with its vicious cycle of ignorance at birth, abuse and ageing and death. You are my best friend and I adore you. Share on Facebook This ad has had 38,354 displays and 1,972 readers