Wildfire

We've got a real pressure cooker going on here. We're seeking an interpretation Every Day that isn't interpreted so darkly.

Please be patient. Inferno 3 may be about as clear as it can get.


Inferno 3
Lost.
It is over.
Reaped, sown,
Bound or released.
Weep for the lucky ones.
I have entered hell for good.
Optimists justify reasons to hope:
Redeem second-hand chances and save!
But stories tell the incredible survival burden.
Ordinary men rule a-la carte and compassion dies.
Who endeavors to end life? Opportunists exploit desires.
Sadly, those unfavored ones are tried against sins of humanity.
Where does runoff flow? Does it harm our systems? What success?
Touched by the angel avenger—fearing death—our unknowing is consoled.
Miserable bastards won't refrain from evil and their ultimate source of joy decays.
Leverage is gained from enduring unbearable pain while mitigating oppressive tactics.
One can pick up the pieces and try laying them down straight but holes get deeper and deeper and deeper...
Faith hurts, dulling worth by introducing instances of discovery, occasionally bold, never lucid, waiting is always wrong.
Yet you seek to know how much? You will learn the hard way. The sucky part that comes won’t be conveyed in words to mere mortals.
Taint of greed and irresponsibility shadows life above ground. Corruption, cancers, and incarceration abound as miscommunication evades goodness.

Descending so destruction can claim the entitled is never pretty.