"Later he saw Jesus move from tree to tree in the back of his mind, a wild ragged figure motioning him to turn around and come off into the dark where he might be walking on the water and not know it, and then suddenly know it and drown." -Flannery O'Connor, Wise Blood There is no way to tell how deep the water is in a swamp. You cannot see through the murk. You don't know what's down there, bellying about your boots. You can be standing one moment, sinking the next. People disappear in the swamp, swallowed by the green-black water, devoured by the roots of carnivorous trees. People walk out across the land, and the land takes them, and they never come back. You do not know how deep her waters are. You do not know if you will ever come back. You are drowning. You are being devoured. "I went down to the river, I set down on the bank. I tried to think but couldn't, so I jumped in and sank." -Langston Hughes

<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">"Later he saw Jesus move from tree to tree in the back of his mind, a wild ragged figure motioning him to turn around and come off into the dark where he might be walking on the water and not know it, and then suddenly know it and drown." -Flannery O'Connor, Wise Blood<br><br>There is no way to tell how deep the water is in a swamp. You cannot see through the murk. You don't know what's down there, bellying about your boots. You can be standing one moment, sinking the next. People disappear in the swamp, swallowed by the green-black water, devoured by the roots of carnivorous trees. People walk out across the land, and the land takes them, and they never come back.<br><br>You do not know how deep her waters are. You do not know if you will ever come back. <br><br>You are drowning.<br><br>You are being devoured.<br><br>"I went down to the river, I set down on the bank. I tried to think but couldn't, so I jumped in and sank." -Langston Hughes</div>