in a delapitated dream lies a preposterous proposition for possession of my so called sanity.
in a belated action, i sold my soul to the greed of fantasy,serving no such thing as honesty. i traveled through all dimensions of this world in search of a nirvana-like substance in high hopes of creating a perfect ambience within the compounds of my ignorance. but so futile was this use of non-renewable sources of energy, instead of sympathy, i reaped the consequences of past atrocities.
so you see, to safeguard the convenience of your homegrown morality, you just have to stop dreaming, open your gleaming eyes to the forte' of a human being and that would be in the reality we label presently living.