“I shall go on shining as a brilliantly meaningless figure in a meaningless world.†― F. Scott Fitzgerald
Before any downfall, be it of a person or a civilization, there is a glorious heyday – a stretch of glory and fun and decadent celebration when the world feels at its fullest. These are the days when the only thing one worries about is where the next font of fun will be found – at the end of a meal, at the bottom of a bottle, or at the edge of the next project.
We doll ourselves up because what else is there to do? Idleness has started more wars than we realize. The human spirit no longer finds contentment in being still and silent. Maybe it never did.
Still, we aim to sparkle. We aim to astound. We aim to be more than the bodies and shells we inhabit.
Decked out in lace, bound by strands of silk, and corseted by grommeted brocade, we spin and twirl and tread across a land that will soon be barren.
We do not know this then.
We do not want to know.
We want only to want…
PVRTD
The New Project
November 2018
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