He’s endowed with a knowledge of the inner part of him. The knowledge that speaks of a well-being of pain. That even if the pain inside him will be gone, the space is not yet free to be filled with sheer delight. It is going to be invaded soon by something more powerful than pain. The absence of pain is just a presence of something else. Fear of pain. This fear of pain is even more engrossing than the pain itself. It is intimidating, suffocating, it shrinks his lungs, from which his soul asks for light. Nevertheless, the pain still abides. If ever what’s written above is true, then he wishes it would never be gone.