In Opposition To looking for a time-map

We all know what you want is not what you get. The inner slip of totality is out of grasp to all. Like a camisole, they hide tools of temptation, until removed. How can a perfect child grow up to commit murder? How did the soldiers of Germany manage to actually create a concentration camp? They killed void of conscience and worked on automation; the fact of reason extradited from every corner of their souls. You and I, we are capable of taking off our personas like a suit, and putting another one on. And when the occasion is over, we bring on our normal clothes and walk out, simultaneously dusting off the sediments of the previous soul and returning to status quo. In effect, we are freaks.

See you in the next person,

cheryl