Almost to the point where in the past I've given up, but this time something keeps on telling me I've got to go on, so now I will try to get the lead out of my blood and lose the paralyzing lies, that shower from above. I must strengthen my constitution, I must gather my resolve, I've got to muster every ounce of my resistance. Self inflicted doom has left me open and exposed, to every sickness, every fallacy that's going around, I will not succumb to the belief that others hold that there is no defense against infection, as I've been told. We're tolerant to the wrongs, dealt out with regularity, our toxic level is drawn from sheer lack of humanity.