I live in a place where moral resistance can coexist with a fear of looking inward—as if a mirror might reveal something unbearable.

Beneath calls for justice is the suspicion that violence is not only historical, but intimate.

We name cruelty ‘animalistic’ and kindness ‘human’, yet our own violence persists.

We coexist and harm, build rules and break them, long for transcendence and avoid our true nature.