I love everyone.

Is there a barrier to carelessness?
Does one cross some threshold in which,
despite the use of substances to counter it,
Inhibition takes hold, and to let yourself be
careless, joyous, loving of the whole world,
It is no longer possible. Instead, you watch those who’ve yet studied the thing tell you,
“I love everyone” in a slur, knowing at the moment they meant it, as a truth, knowing this, you can but watch and reply, “yes, I wish I could feel that” and knowing it is an inescapable truth. I remember a time that I could dance recklessly. I was reckless, and powerful, and I could take charge of my shaky environment and be confident. Every passing year the pillar is shaken, and so I ask, now, the vibe joyous, the music perfect, I ask you this: does a threshold exist? And if so, can you ever recover innocence?