Are we born of original sin?
Are we, in fact, born broken?
If we are splintered and not whole from the start — how are we ever able to reconstitute our beliefs into whole-body faith and service to others?
If we are mendable and worthy of stitching — no matter our faults or precognitions — where to do go to find the glue and thread?
Are we bound to each other in our repair?
Or is it our disrepair that keeps us apart?