Evil is a moat flowing with bile. The bile’s not black it’s brown. Nor is it warm, it’s cold. Evil is congealed. It’s full of crusty teeth and the tangled hair of children. Evil’s drawbridge is lined with spent teddy bears left in the rain on the side of a road. Evil is not a reveling red demon. Evil is not a hot sauce. Evil is the opposite of passion. Read Article
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