There seems to be a flavor, a common thread that rouge voices whisper to us. End the lives of others, end the life of yourself. This narrative is proof to me of movement behind the curtain, of many bodies working in unison to bend and break a holy thing. And if the narrative to this dark campaign is to die then the holy thing is to live.

Preschool theological building blocks, I know. 🤭

The unholy hand is shown by perhaps looking beyond clinical designations and chemical imbalances. But to most folk that is simply a gateway drug to nymphs, Odin and sea dragons. I have begun to ramble.