It goes down, I would just accept it.

A truculent expanse of months, weeks, days, hours, minutes, and ever ticking ticking ticking seconds with your soul leaves an acute wiseness in your eyes. Once a soul has ventured deeper than one's should be able to go, the point of no return is no longer a ticking bomb.

You intimidate. People want conventionalism. You solely offer authenticism. This is when you lose humanity. This is when you do not turn back.