​A Fool All Along

I’ve just come to realize that I’ve been a fool all along. Time and again, I stumble into the same abyss, a pit so glaringly visible it could be seen from the far reaches of space—a warning echoed through the ages in ancient writings and scriptures. A man like myself can’t harness the gifts of sight, hearing, and senses bestowed by God. I lack the fundamental skill to synchronize them, leaving me adrift from the straight path.

Between the fragmented pieces of my senses—sight, hearing, touch, taste, and smell—lies the highway for evils to enter unimpeded, weaving through the gaps created by my inability to unify them, leading to corruption to seep through, distorting what should be pure and harmonized into a shattered and tainted existence.