In my greater moments of despair, I see in front of me a world where reason is so obscured that the person, drifting in a moral abyss of sorts, cannot make their way out of the dark wood.
a small note on despair
In my greater moments of despair, I see in front of me a world where reason is so obscured that the person, drifting in a moral abyss of sorts, cannot make their way out of the dark wood.