Evil is elemental but it manages nonetheless a reach into the most material of things. And only by accepting the physical presence of this evil have we come to accept it morally; as a moral reality.
Evil is a weed in a garden of hibiscus, a thick obnoxious root, a fungus on something otherwise living; nevertheless, it is as real as the very clinging like vine on our rigidity and on our moral order.
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