I found it. The real reason that Adam was dejected from heaven. It’s simple but thinking of it makes it complex. Considering it’s possibilities, I can not begin to imagine how anyone can withstand it. In this case, ignorance truly is bliss. However, I touched it, or rather it touched me, and now I have a problem.

Simply put I forgot who I was, the essence of me, to please it and capture it. It’s been so long since I looked into a mirror that I can not recognize myself from the crowd around me. Am I borrowing one of their faces in exchange for the pleasures of the now or am I really this hideous? This is not an illness you can solve from any kind of dermetologist; this requires self medication.