There are these moments in which one cannot grasp
their own disposition. There are times in which we do not know what we are
thinking. We dig into the bottomless abyss of confusion and the unknown.
Some people call it fear, and it certainly leads many to desperation. We
need a safety jacket caught in this stream of uncertainty, but we merely
confuse it with a ladder.
Blind beasts of desire, terrified of ourselves.
