I think, there for I am not sure; The eye, obstructed aperture, Takes in the truth so rarely that, the place we are 's not where we're at
I am lighting a candle tonight for human weakness: mine, yours, and everyone else’s.
Some of you out there, I know, have no weaknesses, which is itself a weakness, so you get a candle, too.
I hear you say, “that’ll take a lot of candles, Owen.” And you are right. But I’ve got candles to spare. More than are in the photo affixed above. I think I have roughly 8 billion of them, but I haven’t counted.
Not keeping accurate records seems like a weakness. So I will light one more candle.