Order is the semblance of understanding, like a sturdy ship upon which we sail precariously above the oceans of suppressed concerns.

The steady sway of the ocean can appear as an alluring expanse of conquered space until at once, the unexpected dangers of our subconscious appear, like a subaqueous predator, transforming our reality into an entirely unknown terrain of terror. The structure of our presuppositions upon which our identity is built crumbles as the monsters of the deep emerge from beneath the water.

All we have is confrontation of that which we have ignored, in order to rebuild the order whence we fell.