third person) while ignoring the second person (you) and the first person (myself). at least we think that's love. we love helping somebody else, him, her, them, in some other space and time, just as we walk right by you, our neighbor. we are in a world where they are more important than you. if you still don't get what i mean, just observe what's happening right now. is loving them through this computer, maybe them on the other side of the world, more important than loving you sitting in a chair right next to me? how often does the cell phone come before the person in front of you? 