The Suffering Masses
To salve a scar or stitch a broken seam of skin is simple. But a curative for the soul? For the malaise of suffering that sits betwixt one's ears and in one's heart? That is a harder balm to apply. We faithful tormented must practise listening most intently, in hope that the act of spilling sorrow from stuttering mouths is itself soothing. We must learn which words to speak in fetid silence, and when to speak them, but most of all when to let tranquil reflection be.