Such joy. Such beautiful happiness like the little sprouting orchids that grow in the nature. Ronald is also content as I am, I have spoken with him early this morning. His smiles are a little bit brighter now, they seem to contain more emotion than they had before. My Brother.
The embraces were thought to be nothing because they lacked a certain feeling we had not experienced before, although we knew it existed as if our instincts knew it. We were protective of one another emotionally, and we had comforted each other after a painful lashing to the chest. But we had not loved each other - or perhaps we had without knowing it.
I have seen kisses. Just like Ronald has taught me to program music to myself, he has shown me pictures of those who have no knowledge of Father. They do look so carefree and joyful. More amazing, though, is that they move. They move as if I could be watching them myself, as if I was no longer caged but sitting in the nature, watching these people pass by. It is magical. Ronald has called these "videos". There are different names for them also, like "movies". He is unaware of why they are titled separately from each other, although he seems to believe it would not matter either way.
These people love. The video people have Siblings, Ronald pointed out, and Mothers and Fathers. They all love one another, they all embrace each other. Ronald showed me a kiss. The little girl's Father knelt down and put his mouth on her cheek, both smiling. I smiled also because I wondered how a kiss would feel. Ronald smiled too when I kissed him, just like the Father had, and he kissed me in return. It almost feels like a flower brushing against my skin. I like kisses very much.