The light of Love is our birth place where humor resides. If we leave this love of light then the shadow of darkness we live in as we mope around like a grumpy old goat.
Many have strayed to far out from the garden of love and humor. This light of Love is in all the those who have life in them.
Although we are all different in our ways. We are like lost sheep wandering the hillsides where the wolves live.
Hungry for fresh meat they are the hunters. While we prefer fresh grass and leaves. We are the gatherers.
Gather both together and feast being fed the love of one another. Meat eaters and vegetarians need each other.
Force not the greens on the meat eater. Force not the meat on the green eaters. But know some love both.
God so loved the aroma it had to be the BBQ. Humor is good for ones soul. The heart of it all.
P.S. don’t forget to add the herbs for flavor and aroma.