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A man or, better yet, a symbol, hides in a tree holding on for dear life. Naturally, we sympathize with this symbol due to its condition. It is only after the symbol is brought down to the ground, and then placed in a "dormant" state far below the ground, that we consider this man, this symbol -- this ideology -- may be representative of opposite what we thought, and its potential rise back to the surface could be an apocalyptically devastatingly affair. If one doesn't bury a body completely, it has all the likelihood in the world to dig its way out from the subterranean basement of sectarianism.