#Temperance

Moderation is the twin of indolence wearing the mask of restraint, a universal silence that seals the lips of the most enraged. It serves as humanity’s safest escape hatch to avoid the terror of making choices. While mocking extremes, it glorifies one’s own blandness as a peculiar virtue. It admonishes excess even as it sanctifies complacency. In curbing indulgence, it erects the mightiest bulwark for moral self-justification.

Temperance is the act of building a cage for the beast of desire, only to misplace the key on schedule. The more it is praised, the more it crumbles in secret. Under the banner of self-management it justifies self-deception, culminating in a sacred ritual of atonement with ice cream. Example: He preached temperance while raiding the fridge at midnight.