And the shadows crept onto me, proud and aware of my weaknesses. They snickered aloud and bickered in songs hymning satanic verses; verses that crippled the soul, and the self.

You believe yourself to be righteous and they will make you appreciate the wrong. You believe yourself to be liberal, they will make you burn down that facade and turn you intolerable. You believe yourself to be worthy, they will laugh and smite you and incinerate your sense of self adulation.

They will let you think. They will let you feel.

And they will let your thoughts and feelings rape your mind. You will find yourself in the corner of a dingy room, back slouched, head heavy, shoulders burdened with the realization of yourself and your soul.

They will help you find the other side of you, like they have helped me find mine.