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.