Jade Bile

I think that it changed for me when I realized that I no longer held any dreams or aspirations.  One day I found that I disliked hope, that I was all but afraid of it.  How could it come to this?  Every song that I hear conjures the sensation of a monumental mistake.  Every opportunity is another to squander.  Every breath is new disappointment and each step another jagged pain.  When left without any possibility of joy or fulfillment, no goals for tomorrow or beyond, you begin to search for a path or plan.  When the insurmountable burden of expectation has eradicated every glimmer of glee, you begin to question the very concept of happiness.  Someone once told me that the United States is wonderful because we have the freedom to do whatever we want.  No person is constrained from following his true heart's desire to its ultimate fruition.  If my role is not inspire the exhibition of human achievement, perhaps my purpose is more subtle.  They say ignorance is bliss.  I shall abolish both.