Twistings

"If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro' narrow chinks of his cavern."

– William Blake

The vices have come to take root inside of us with tiny twistings and miniature choices. They’re insatiable. The more you surrender to them the more they demand. What makes the vices so crippling to human life, is they actually erode our God given desires, slowly stealing, numbing, and draining us of the rich pleasures that make up human enjoyment, satisfaction, fulfillment, and flourishing. Vice always seeks to spoil life. It does this stealthily and never in a hurry. Vice is patient. It’s content to chip away at our humanity one choice at a time.