Revelations crashing all around the gasping thoughts of remaining hope. Hope, for the end of the flagrant insanity which has become omnipresent to every sense, runs thin. Moment to moment cataclysmic dread consumes any remaining countenance of calm. And as dread fills in, visions about shreds of innocence are put to the match. Another surge of complaint mania anger rushes to the surface of personal expression. What about the loss! Look at the crime! We’re under death attack! Evil is organized! We’re all in incredible peril! More and more comes the response of unrestrained ignorance and contempt. Words all seem to ring meaningless in an exasperated race to persuasion. The fundamental commitment to civility is breaking down. It’s breaking down, evaporating, and leaving a residue of hostility on the bottom of the soul. Corruption becomes complete when it’s surrendered to.
Thud, the knees hit the floor. Help…