This chapter is about people who were born into such chaos that their hearts are very hurt. They have no choice but to lie to themselves with wisdom and knowledge and intellectualisation. All the while they will feel symptoms which we describe as mental illness depression, panic, and worse. Their hearts speak. They are wearied by the explanations they give themselves. They deny the horror within, and so conjour it in the world around them in order to see it more clearly, like Walter White. They will only find peace in intense self examination, self deprivation, self discipline, and finally the love of another, possibly Jesus Christ.