Non Sense

It never ceases to amaze my jaded sensibilities how such understated exaggerations of blatant subtlety find a way to position themselves with suspiciously audacious humility at the center of attention. I must not see clearly for the perspectives that swirl with unfocused clarity cloud the certainties with fresh insights that teach me that I do not know. Adolescent outrageousness and conviction-void tolerance entrench themselves as the new orthodoxy, from which no deviance will be tolerated and all transgressions will be punished. Be careful to be yourself unless you're not like me then be yourself like I would if I were you. Let me tell you that, whatever you do, don't let anyone else tell you what to do. I'm beginning to see now, as long I as don't insist on realizing anything that is less than an authentic expression of myself and by which no one else would ever find offense. I am free. I am empty. I am alone.