Treasure, Long Forgotten (II)

Also from August 1st, 2014. An observation that still resonates today, expressed with a boldness I'm a little awed by.

All around me, the most beautiful and powerful people I know are flailing, as though wrapped in chains and thrown into frigid waters, or suspended above scorching flames. Pain radiates through each of us--I can see it, etched on our faces, hear it in voices strained hoarse as though from screams, feel it because within that buried terrible panic I resonate too.

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