The way a multitude of personae sit in us, some gathered with the cherub hands of 4-yr-old fancy, and we direct ourselves to these portraits, in-and-out of awareness for our outward metamorphosis. In this sense, personae has the elements of directing prayer, of affixing gods within an interior dialogue. With our conduct we make invisible sacrifices to these types—to certain intrinsic qualities—otherwise lost in rational stutters.

p.s. John Rawls should eat poo.