Contemplation of true evil, absolute righteousness, and the myriad colors that reveal themselves between these two pillars is a subject for other beings endowed with greater patience for their own internal realities. This contemplation is for beings whose worlds had been cleansed by the aurora of capital, of which was earned in times more apt to sunny days on an island in the South Pacific. No. Our world, consummated by the vile wickedness of Zeus and so easily brushed off by beings gifted with this contemplation, our world is one of two ever switching frequencies: pure dread or unfathomable euphoria.