In Sickness -- We dwell.

I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired. Perhaps, I am, yet don't we go through a moment of illness in our lives? A physiological illness that partakes. Fatigue, hunger, tiredness, weakness. Many that are the causes of our own uncare to our body or lack of guard. The Olden Times, we were scared of the mental, their detachment from their mind and their heart solely gushes emotional torture. Said torture what led them to such gruesome thinking yet they stay shut. Act amongst society, thus makes you question and ponder. Is it becasue they hold the grand truth? Or an immense power to commit a genocidal reckoning against their own people? Why do people still question killers conjunction to their criminality itself? When we realized that simply;Was it their fault?. An easy to it is, logically; Yes! -- Of course it is! Their hands are covered in blood and only them! Although, who and when, did they learned such cruel teachings that caused them to inherently commit such murder? To begin and to fully execute, many can't deny that this was an influence from somewhere they had consumed and therefore permitted their own to do because they felt the Heavens had spoken to do what is to be done. Or was it, their own mind and instinctual being that told them, "Society is a threat -- You are the Messiah that shall and should be rained upon such grace". Perhaps, Just like Harris and Dylan from the Columbine High School Shooting. What the authorities had found from that teen suggested further other than a simple literal killjoy. His passion to WAD maps, and his increasing rage to the world, it meant that perhaps -- He was challenged by unfinished mental. Could we be in perpetual fallacy that oneself cannot understand their own regulation and that, we ourselves, are the scariest things in the universe? May it be we are the mythical monsters that we tend to tell children of, that we commit such betrayal to our ownself that treat the world for. It leaves us asking -- Who really are we to even judge at this point, to confess or to uphold status amongst others? Hitherto of this, will it conceal our realm of faith?