Old Age Likes Indecency. It's A Sign

Hypocrisy Is The Outside Of Cynicism.

After Ages Of Bombast, The Rhetoric Of Virtue Has Become Ironic And Shy.

Telescopes And Binoculars Endanger The Ever-distant Sublime.

Rebuttals Never Alter Desire.

Alone, I Am Drunk On My Thoughts; In Company, I Am Sober Again.