With a Most Harrowing Feeling of Disgust
9 comments • Marocharim • November 23, 2009
Words, to the ignorant and the savage, do not hurt. Words do not make sense, much less induce feeling, among the lowest of animals. Unfortunately, for most human beings capable of articulating their feelings and making them known, words are all they have. Indeed, words are no match for the indiscriminate use of guns, the [...]
There are things I'm afraid to tell myself. Instead, I choose to reveal them the world. In sickness, in spite, in all unpleasantness, even in disease. I'm a babbler, a ranter, a writer: neither spiteful nor kind, neither rascal or honorable man. Neither hero or vermin.
