Dynamite can be quite inert in its natural state of rest while fresh but as movies teach; when left to sit too long these sticks of fiery explosion can begin to crystallize. Leaking their explosive materials out in high concentration they become an unstable factor to the environment where the slightest temperature variation in a wrong direction becomes “the scene of movement” so to speak.
I would encourage all of us to look about us, so we can identify the “sticks of dynamite” who dwell within our circle of friends and family, even co-workers. What fiery explosion is dwelling within the person you love or come into contact with? Is it a holy fire or one of destruction?