The younger the sooner the better the faster. Affirmations. With each attempt
it becomes increasingly difficult to remember precisely to what core essence
one must remain true. The ideal of authenticity frayed around the edges; the
meaning of sincerity lapsed into indeterminacy. This having been said, one
comes out of the woodwork and creates a name for oneself. Martin Luther. That
particular quest holds no appeal anymore, but some buy into it and notice for
the first time their cellophane dresses catching fire. Quickly becoming bored
by "experiences," they quit chasing one another down. But what else is there?
Take me as an example, for example. It wasn't the lack of sleep that I
minded, but the denial of dreams. I backed away from the bed to scintillate
alone. Familiar feeling of something going on in the next room, can't quite
hear.