I learned in one of my college psych courses about comfort zones.  People like to find them and stay in them.  A comfort zone can be a mental state: belief in God is a lot of people's comfort zone.  Don't get me wrong, I'm not knocking faith; I just don't think you should have it because it makes you feel safe.  I think you should have it because you do.  Because somewhere deep inside you, you know beyond equivocating that something greater, wiser, and infinitely more loving than we're capable of understanding has a vested interest in the Universe, in the way things turn out.  Because you can feel that, as much as the forces of darkness might try to gain the upper hand, there is an Upper Hand.  That's my comfort zone.  But comfort zone can be physical places, too: like your dad's favorite recliner that your mom keeps threatening to send to Goodwill, with those sagging springs, the torn upholstery, and some kind of no-worry guarantee because the moment he settles into it every night, he relaxes; or your mom's breakfast nook, where the sun shines in at the perfect angle every morning as she sips her coffee, and she kind of glows sitting there; or the rose garden your elderly neighbor prunes to perfection, despite the summer heat, smiling the day away.
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We expect Evil to account itself.  Evil is supposed to adhere to certain conventions.  It's supposed to cause a chill of foreboding in the intended recipient of its visit; it should be instantly recognizable; and it's supposed to be hideous.  Evil should glide out of the night in a black hearse, fog streaming from its dark flanks, or dismount from a skeletal Harley, leather-clad, wearing a necklace of freshly scalped skulls and crossbones.
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