Abhorrent Absolution

Brilliance fades amongst the shadows. Egotistical persons are hardly the masters of all they claim to be. It is a shield they stand behind to protect themselves against being vandalized; keeping their rigid stance because a correction is a vulnerability. So they remain perceptually a master with no forgiveness. Those who have mastered this protective armor carry chisels to mold their will. A test of strength and agility against the person who will submit more easily, knowing that the “master” will not back down, and the brilliance knows the effort is not worth the exhaustion. Brilliance is walking away because there is no salvation to be deemed because there is not enough tools to advent resolve. Inequitable. A loud atonement to brilliance, but a wavering testament to the nature of the master. Back down, and the required skills lose strength. It is the intersection of different lumens of light. They each stand on their own endeavors, defending their own ideologies. The only repertoire that remains is space and time. Perhaps in time, the divinities they face become unified with a sheath of red regality; a testament to shared morbidities of companionship. Absolution emits healing.