Conflagrate – Artwork

It’s awake and breathing. The hate. They stop, they stare; a show. They share.
Then it’s inside. The hate is in their blood, and it’s so easy to catch. How could anyone not look?
We learn to hate by watching others conflagrate into ash. We tell them it’s okay and sweep up the ashes. We place them in a little vase; a prison. Then they shout and claw at everything that doesn’t exist in that prison, anything that doesn’t feed their egocentric world view.
And it is so hard to leave once you are inside.

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