Relationship. This is a heavy weight word. I have never been able to wrap my head around it. Relationship is different from relatedness. It is an entity, a living thing in itself. So when is it born, when does it grow sick and weakly, and when does it die. Or was it ever really there to begin with. Is this yet another concept we use to create superficial order. Parents, children, siblings, lovers, friends, gods. In this blog, I try to address very personal issues in an impersonal and impartial tone so as to garner a sliver of clarity. This fabric of space and time. No coming, no going, no birth, no death, no being, no non-being, fundamentals of Buddhism. And yet I feel this pain.