FEIGN

Traveling at the speed of a cameras shutter Guy peered over his shoulder from the Troposphere and down.

He viewed what took on an insignificance.

Buddha questioned   "Why do we keep hitting ourselves" ?  Good  one Guy Supposes.
Well he woke up thinking about it, for what it is worth.

Maybe a Novel is little more then Feigned ravings of pursued memories?

Warding off the black soot on the pot still........

A fine kettle of fish that.

Guy read that Society as a whole acknowledges that Sociopath's are often successful people.......

Imagine that..... What does that have to say?

For the Whole of us?

Perhaps the definition of the word success in greatly misconstrued?

FEIGN.