Only part of us is sane: only part of us loves pleasure and the longer day of happiness, wants to live to our nineties and die in peace, in a house that we built, that shall shelter those who come after us. The other half of us is nearly mad. It prefers the disagreeable to the agreeable, loves pain and it’s darker night despair, and wants to die in a catastrophe that will set back life to its beginnings and leave nothing of our house save its blackened foundations.

Rebecca West

I read this author and feel a natural expanse of self is thru the faith, the part within us that just knows this balance is one without faith. The other side of faith is release to gods will and therefore any control or allow of control of anything that is not love.

KMG