Imperfect Character.

Probing his character with the hardest logic, he attempts to root out weakness. The layers of hypocrisy a heaping pile all around, like a peeled onion. The bare bones must be bleached in the sun, for their current colors nauseate and deceive. The marrow of his personality is the final judge of character: the true man behind the conditioned disguises. He gazes at his stripped mentality with hazy discontent. Much improvement is needed.