distrust and its faithful companions

Have I crossed the line?
The sacred line of trust?
What's over the treetops, past the sky, and beyond infinity?
The sacred line of trust, that's what.
Now who could possibly cross that line?
You can, I can, we all can.
Wow, we must have some big feet.
What's out there?
Beyond infinity I mean?
We all know.
Nothing.
Nothing but sorrow that is.
Nobody likes distrust, with all its disadvantages.
Sorrow comes from distrust.
One of Its oldest relatives, actually.
Along with
fear
anger
self-righteousness
and, of course,
hate.
Figure the rest out on your own.