Imagine for a second the love you would feel for a newborn or a cute little animal. They probably haven't done anything to "deserve" your love; they might even be acting clumsily (I admit I don't know what a skillful baby is like). But you can love them anyway. Self-love seems a lot like that to me: an unconditional love, like that of a newborn.

I loved that perspective! Of course, I don't know if it's always the case, but considering the randomness of life, and how much we can really control, isn't it quite accurate to see yourself as a puppy?

The person with the most control, would they be able to achieve more than 49% control over randomness?