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May 2014
"taking away hope slow like that,
that's like giving somebody a little less air to breathe
every day, until they die."
I have always measured the goodness of things
by three scales: suffocation, nausea, and pain
there are some that are just suffocating,
those are the 'numbing evils',
some that are just painful,
those are the 'agonizing evils',
those that are just nauseating,
those are the 'sinful evils'
there are some things that are
suffocating and nauseating that don't induce pain
those are the 'unsettling evils'
there are some that are nauseating and painful
that do not suffocate
those are the 'violent evils'
and there are some
that are suffocating and painful, but
for some reason, have never felt anything but right-
that is called 'love'.
M
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