how do insecurities creep inside at our most powerful moments?
how does weakness get through power? is it not just weakness?
how does sunshine get through rain? well, is it not just sunshine?
can rainy times not provide a bit of power? is it not, still, just a little rain?
is it not, still, just a little aitch-two-oh? do we not, still, need it to survive?
does the rain just not provide? does the sunshine not provide, too?
do we not need both to stay alive?
again, I will ask you, how does weakness get through power?
is it not still weakness? is it not still power over all? are they both not necessary? do we not need both of them together?
maybe 'why' would be the better.
why does weakness get through power? does it not know . . . how to be a weakness? what?
no, why, why does the weakness have the ability to push its way through walls of power? that's not possible! . . . right? how??
yes, how, how does the weakness have the strength to stop the power from doing its job . . . how does it know what to do to counteract power, at will? is it not just weakness, still?
is it not just weakness . . . still . . . why does weakness have the power . . . ?
yes, why does the weakness have power . . . how does the weakness devour . . . how can the weakness be wolfish . . . how can the weakness over power . . .
how can the "weak" get through the "powerful" . . . I ask you . . .