Zero Sum Game

The hand of time is merciless. I find myself now aged considerably. Decrepit and dulled by my own benevolent stupor. The sacrifice of youth laid bare to the brunt of my unperturbed sweaty exaltation. Pursuing temporary highs like a dumb fawn, unaware of the global catastrophe beckoned forth by my regretful gaspiage. And so I call on to you dear reader, to note the sorrow that weighs heavily on the soul that has mourned for too many decades. A prison of my own mind, trapped under rising sands in the hourglass of self-abandonment. I know not where this will all lead. I am led by an invisible force that wants nothing and is blind. What a sham. I hope that the decades to come shall bestow something fresh to rejuvinate my thirst for life and pursuit of a profound freedom. Amen. See you in another decade.