Atrophy
Truth like a muscle that isn’t used withers. Is it the norm for a person to use the truth only when it serves them and to let it wither when not needed? I don’t know anymore. There is a storm on the horizon. It’s odd that when I speak about this storm to the many it will affect, it is me who is asked to take the high road to delay this storm. I have learned much from those I use to trust. I say “Shame on all of them and shame on me and shame on the person who wrought this storm.” How could so many ask for what clearly benefits a coward? I have never felt so alone but being alone is better than being a coward. I know that as truth withers lies will fester dams will break and storm surges will crash. Very cosmic if you think about it.