Ubiquity? To go unnoticed. People should be grateful for the attention they get. Surreptitious, or otherwise. It doesn’t do your case any justice to raise a rumpus. Better to be discovered as opposed to be defamed. The greater illusion is to claim someone else was somehow responsible for that state of being that you never knew. That eternal state of cardboard envy that you claimed that you’d always eschew. A pixelated path to the familiar oblivion of nowhere, no how, “no way!”
“Who luv’s ya’, Daddy!”
The world you live in is laid out in neat little rows with intervening cross hatches. A convenient little nonsense nursery rhyme. Everything you need is said to be there. Just pay your money and step ahead quickly to let the next ‘you‘ do what I just said! Anonymous Spring curtains blowing freely in the Eastern Sun fair. No place for idle musings. No face your makeup to run. You’re caught up in your snoring. Your pillow’s drool half done. So where’s the mounting chorus of angry voices all? Locked into the bore us of internal cranium divine’d halls.
“Live Fast, Die Early, and Don’t Ever Ask Questions!”
“It’s a dream! It’s all a dream!” So why the tears? You’ll wake up feeling better in about sixty years. Take what’s on you plate and leave the rest to fate. You’ll find that final hammer blow come from without you between your flopping ears. Because if you don’t the shame of ‘honte‘ will mark you through the years. No exceptions to the rule will tolerate the fool. Whose boorish gesture leaves them grim. Unseen is always best! Give your tongue a conscious rest. And live long to provide more fat for grease to groom those ever grinding rules.