The air

Cold and sharp

In the dim of the hallway

Heavy atmospheres

Like a blanket

Shrouding

Draped on his shoulders

Suffocating.

Recent epiphanies

Knowledge and revelations

Like another chain

Shackled on him.

And indeed.

Knowing more

Means you have more

Shit to deal with.

I never read memoirs.

My own memories

Are sickening enough.

Why do I need someone else's memories?

It is almost laughable.

Not so funny

When it fucks you.

But hear.

"...only care because she is your successor."

"...think everything is about business?"

"Well aren't you a hypocrite."

"...long time ago. And I regret treating her as a mere pawn."

"You are too late."

"I am. But you? Not yet."

There comes a point

Of no return.

"...make the same mistake as I have."

The greatest failure

Is not failure itself

But

Failure to learn.

In childhood

We used to write

With pencils.

In adulthood

We write

With ink.

Why?

A reminder

That when we are young

When our judgement

Erronous

Small mistakes

Can be erased

Rewritten.

But in life

The ink

We write with

Permanent.

Errors in writing.

Figuratively.

And even the sage

Who claimed

She who had none

No regrets

Lies.

But he knew.

Remember

Learn

Understand

Honesty exists

But not without deception.

Philosophical concepts

Defined

By the coexistence

Of a counter-philosophy.

As light exists

Because there is darkness.

Black is not a color.

It is merely the absence of light.

Thus

Good

Is merely

The absence

Of evil.

Corollary to this

Good exists

Acknowledged

By the existence

Of evil.

Cold

Sad

Bitter

Truth

Purpose

Defines us.

Without it

Is to say

That a man

Who can only inhale

And spit out air

Then the air conditioning unit

In the room

Has a much more

Meaningful existence

Than you.

Source: a certain ice Queen.

Successor

To a hereditary burden

That is, life.

No exceptions.

Looking closer.

In life

We gain

We lose.

Invest

Time and effort

Chance of profit

Determinable

By a variable

Of factors.

Utilize logic

Calculate

Inert judgements

Perhaps a bit of luck

And common sense

To make the best choice.

The brain is calculating

The heart

Is believing.

Quite contradictory

Even counter-productive.

The human body

Is a Leviathan

And a single entity

Be it heart or mind

But it must be

Only one

Who controls it.

It is better to have

One foul decider

Than two good ones.

Because two things

That contradict each other

As matter

To antimatter

Will result

Self-destruction

Annihililation.

Basic quantum physics.

Even applicable

To macroscopic scales.

Business.

Perhaps everything is.

Perhaps

Society

Function

On a capitalist principle.

It tries

For a delicate balance.

Providing enough

Be it material or metaphysical

Objects of interest

Enough to keep

From becoming violent

And taking the possessions

Of other people.

Her propensity

For insidious

Possessiveness.

Hypocrisy.

But everyone is.

Beasts are cruel by instinct

But the cruelty of man by intellect

Makes it all the more

Evil.

Hypocrisy is when you ask me

To be compassionate

When you are not.

"Maybe this does not mean anything now..."

The vicious cycle,

"...but I still love her. Yumiko."

In the grand scheme,

"...forgive me. My son."

Always will spiral around you.

Step

Slow

Out

Farther

And away

Her red coat

Vanished

In the distance

Of gray.

The sage

Did

Run

Away.

Regret, is when we can sin no more.