What’s greater love than this? 15,000 million years ago a trillion trillion souls were blown away into their lives. That instant it was determined which of you’d be swinging Tarzans, which Janes; which would come to be hung, or stacked like battleships, and which wouldn’t measure up. You were divided evenly into blessed and damned, angels soaring and faltering, even before Eve and Adam invented their own big bang, steps of this sweaty human reel. Look around you, children, spring ooze thrusting up from forest floor and shattered metropolitan concrete, your own hormones seething as you size up each and every eager other. Your souls growing so aroused for love are pieces of that shattered symmetry still traveling toward nothing from the instant a perfect God exploded into time and space.