I sit and i picture each of those as a painting in my mind.
A sea in a storm, why is that a wise mans fear? It means we all fear to be lost in a world full of meaningless words and wasted paper, and then to be torn by the shallowest depths of the mind.
A night with no moon? Loneliness of the blackest kind, sitting on a lifeless hilltop staring at undeveloped canvas with no way to light it up. No way to reveal its dimensionless beauty.
Why the anger of a gentle man? It speaks of disappointment and failure, why would you push his patience? The wrath of one trying to teach to a drunken society, trying to teach the diamond wall of humanity.
When you fight progress and knowledge always remember to fear the wrath of a gentle man.
For diamond doesn't just break, it shatters, and the shards can pierce your soul.
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