Resolution?

In the pit of the conscience between intention and action, lies the human will - whether the actions reflect accommodation, surrender, compromise or fear.  Nothing about conversation in this particular instance with these particular people is about full transparency.  It is about protecting fears and weeping over hardship.  In the dungeon of those fears, is the ideal of a radiant life, a will to spread goodness to surrounding parties.  Yet it can't be done because the offender is a predator of love masked with fear.  Wanting more doesn't produce more contentedness, it produces more bad blood.  the dead roses that lie on the ground are captives to his desire/betrayal and all he possesses is good intentions like loose marbles that become grenades.  (to be continued)