It is when your entire body,
Your whole mind,
And the spirit of your being
(past and presence)
All converge together
To confront not what you already knew
But what you have not discovered,
Not what you have believed,
But all that you have distrusted,
Not what you have seen with your eyes
But what you have been afraid of in your heart;
Today, you stand with your back to the boundless ocean
That had provided you hope which was life itself and all the doubts in the world are assembling upon your shoulders. You are in the midst of darkness and the creatures of hell are reaching out to touch you
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