Humans have such amazing abilities stupendous features and solid perfections. But also many many and immense moral deficiencies. There is such great contrast in our expressions. It almost seems as if there are different beings at work. Other species. There's those that are driven by light and growth and there's those that are rotten. Infected. Where most have a little or a great deal of both. We wildly throw ourselves into unreasonably charitable deeds spurred by the nausea of our festering atrocities. We then guilt ourselves into love. Degenerate love. There have been a few too few instants in which I looked at you where I could have...