They are what define us all. I am the one that they do not make up. Seven lost fish that are always there, influencing our every action. Seven otherworldly traits that define us all.
Gula eats uncontrollably; I cannot. Invidia makes them know they mean nothing; I do not commit such acts, I am already lost. Voluptatem lives for the thrill and constantly has fun; I am always sad.
Superbia is a jerk, he is better than everyone in his mind. I am not better than anyone. Acedia doesn’t move, he’s sedentary. I moved, enough to seem human.  Cupiditas is rich and has always thirsts to spend money. I am poor, nothing to my name. Finally, Ira hates the other six uncontrollably and physically hurts them. Do, do, do they tell me, pushing me...
I sit still-- knowing I am all but an empty shell and I am free of sin, pain, and suffering. Infinite purity comes with losing all seven fish of which one cannot achieve this purity without giving up a part of themselves; their life. Seven lost fish define us, the seven lost fish are real, the seven lost fish should be feared.