The complexity that you are is unobservable, because your life is a painstakingly thought out, organised constant. A pervesely interconnected presentation as a book, a film, an opera. The total sum of these different mediums draws a simple mythological thread. What is your tragedy? Your inevitable doom? There comes the ballchain victory, too. Highlight the defect, the bleeding wound, the gaping hole. And thru this invasion from within, you shall become whole... the black hole for a dying world.
