One of Eugene O'Neill's characters talks about the moment when the veil lifts and our awareness is lucid. Then the veil falls.
I preserve moments when the veil lifts, because, indeed, for most of my life I exist beneath the veil.
and for now
I am writing to cheer you up on this beautiful day because I need cheering up.
I am scratching your back because my back needs scratching.
I am doing for you what I need done for myself.
I am grappling with the above sentences' structure because I perceive it as a conundrum.
Are not all sentient being's needs identical? We all need love.
Pass it forward.