“Do you want to know why it is I wear this crown?”
“I am the first horseman,” he continues, “the one who was tasked with toppling your old way of living. You and your foolish brethren believed you could outpace God. You built and innovated, and in your quest you robbed the earth of its purity and forgot that you all had another master.
“You all turned your backs on God—yes, even you, dear Sara—and I am here to make you remember.
“I am your mortality. I am the ugly truth that your bodies are impermanent, feeble, corrupt. I am the reminder that all men must face a great and fearsome reckoning.” The rain thunders with his voice. “This is who I have always been and will always be—undying, unchanging.”
I talk about the purity of that kind of crazy love. He tells me that he will never see the film.
“I’n sorry for making you feel bad when I should’ve done the opposite. I lost the ability to feel love when I was a boy, but you've slowly but surely yanked those feelings out of me. You didn’t only yank them out, you also held tight to a part of me I thought was long gone. For you, I want to go back in time and keep that part alive for the moment I met you. In the past, I thought people were destined to leave, so being attached to anyone was useless. And I thought that at some point, you would leave, too. I fought the pull to you. I fought the lure of your rose scent and your breakable softness. But I couldn’t fucking last. Not when I craved your presence the moment you were out of sight. Not when my thoughts of breaking your purity turned to a need to protect it. I told you how different my love is, how dark it can get, but I do love you, more than I’ve ever loved anyone in my life. I don’t only need you; I also genuinely cannot live without you and the light you bring to my darkness. I know you deserve better, but I’m unable to let you go, so I’ll try my best to be worthy of you, Lenochka.”
A muscle tightens in his jaw and a glassy sheen has covered his eyes by the time he finishes. He finally did it.
He...let go.
See color section for comparisons of clorox test results
Pure cocaine will set for a period of about ten seconds on the surface of the bleach. It will then trail very slowly toward the bottom of the glass, leaving milky trails in the liquid. It will before long disappear completely with the exception of an oil spot or slick at the top of the glass. This slick is comprised of the natural oils of cocaine which remain after the refining process. Different kinds of unadulterated cocaine will show results that vary slightly. The purest cocaine will hesitate longest before falling (but never more than fifteen seconds), will trail longest while falling, and will disappear completely except for the surface oil spot. With practice, the tester can develop his expertise enough with this test to determine the approximate percent of purity.
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In tragedy the firm polarities and the clear expression of values in the social order are dissolved in ambiguity, complex inversions, and conflicts. The basic moral terms of civilized life become fluid and uncertain or tense with contradictions: wisdom and nature in the Bacchae, justice in the Oresteia or Antigone, knowledge in the Oedipus Tyrannus, purity in the Hippolytus, and so on.
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