Oxytocin isn’t the enemy of logic. It’s the biological mechanism that makes you care enough to build anything worth leaving behind.
Tesla died alone in a hotel room, in love with a pigeon. Brilliant? Absolutely. The blueprint for human flourishing? You tell me.
I’d rather die alone in a hotel room knowing I impacted the world in significant ways
than
die surrounded by descendants who will never amount to anything.
It is better to be of service to all than it is to be of service to a select few simply because those few are genetically attached to your ego.
Unconditional love means loving your neighbor as yourself. If you love your own children more than everyone else in the world, you don’t get Christ’s teachings.
