Thread:AngryLance/@comment-39280634-20200726215745/@comment-27666783-20200727003033

A man cannot un-see the truth. He cannot willingly return to darkness or go blind once he has the gift of sight, anymore than he can be unborn.

Until mamono, we are the only species capable of self-reflection. The only species with the toxin of self-doubt written into our genetic code. Unequal to our gifts we build, we destroy, we consume. We wrap ourselves in the illusion of material success. We cheat and deceive as we claw our way to the pinnacle of what we define as achievement; superiority to other men.

But there is a sickness inside us. Rising like the bile that leaves that bitter taste at the back of our throats. We do our best to deny its existence, dealing in lies and distraction. Until one day the body rebels against the mind and screams ouy I am not a well man. I could not wish this condition on mamono, a disease that parades not as one. Only when we know what ails us can we hope to find the cure.