sometimes it is the mundane and seemingly inconsequential occurrences that make one feel the sordid qualities of the world most , as though he had been caught up in a sandstorm with the grit , the grains , felt in all articles of clothing and orifices ; and even when not in belief of a god when so many injustices abound how can one not want baptism and ablution from the predation that is rife in all things ?