"i really should go, i'm sorry". the throat starts to melt in anguish, sliding through the season with a ghost like intention, but never being totally fulfilled . "i know my limitations and i know my nature, that's why i don't try to stop trying to be something else" the greater truths are buried in the greatest contradictions, and the reason for that is the word. a feeling cannot be contradictory, it's just emptiness, a truth is closer to a feeling, the word is just a defective emulator of understanding. it's trying to show others how much we know about something. we are the ones who discovered that, and it's marked in our words.