Underdogs and Tidal Waves

Southside of Mellow
2008-10-29 00:08:36 (UTC)

The Post-Modernist

All I have to offer anyone is a game, an illusion. It's
foolish to feel that anything real exists beyond games.
There is nothing remotely honest, and I perpetuate this. I
perpetuate the greed in this world, everything that should
make a person a cynic. My finer points are blotted out by my
self-assumption, my errors. I am a shell, and even then that
is not enough. I am self-loathing encapsulated.

I should go on continuing my life, feeling nothing in the
world. I am nothing but the sum of my errors. I have no
complexities left about me but my base needs. I am nothing
beyond that. I am no better.




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