Have you experienced (ever) real, brutal, primal fear? And what did it do to you? Didn't you run for your dear life? Didn't you want to do everything to save yourself?  Since yesterday I had been contemplating on love and fear. In my deepest moments of fear and panic, I discovered love for myself. I told myself - "please please please love yourself." The ego was not able to comprehend this. Self love is tricky, it fools you into assuming it's selfishness. But you have to love yourself no matter what, there just isn't an alternative. When your survival is in great danger and you're torn between life and death, do or die situations, that's when you discover self love. When you're going off the edge and losing yourself, only two words can save you - "have courage." in these moments of extreme courage, you discover love for yourself.  Capture this moment forever. Expand this self love. Be gentle. (when have you really loved your self at all, do you remember?) you starved yourself. Your inner self is hungry and thirsty for love.  Go love yourself. That's the only thing that lasts.