Silent Delirium

The gravest transgression resides in the betrayal of one's essence, when all is cast aside for fleeting shadows, for nothing that bears true weight. For the truest measure of a soul lies not in the tides of others' influence, but in the steadfast conviction of one's own beliefs, unyielding to the eroding winds of conformity. It is in purity of individual thought, untainted and resolute, that the meaning of a person is forged and sustained.