If as humans we do love,
then as we love, we most certainly worry
(what is eddie thinking what is isabel doing).
And what good is worrying if it is not rooted
in some sort of fear?
Fear inevitably leads to doubt.
and Doubt is the sole friend of sep
eration (who is more than kissing cousins
with isolation) of which their
condemned child is Suffering.
Suffering grows up only to become Pain (even
though when he was a little child, he dreamt
of being Hope), and Pain's masterpiece is his
crystalis, formed from his own blood. One day
(when he emerges), it will be as Death and he
will flutter away on his Monetesque wings.
andatleastwearestillhuman.
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