Sam, you broke me with this essay. You broke me wide open.
It’s not something I never suspected. I don’t know what it is. Perhaps it’s the gravity, depth, breadth, and depravity of it all … so nicely.
I don’t have anything to say. No aphorism, no metaphor, no analogy, no parable, no one-liner. Nada. Nix. Seriously, man. I got nothing.
I’m just going to sit and let this wash over me.