I came this planet and was held captive in a society whose carnality and material ambitions became the The American Dream. Leading the way, turning the world into a toxic wasteland, were those successful and well adjusted persons. Speaking in slave languages devolved all human potential down into two types of people, the haves and have nots. The surpluse populations litter the outskirts of suburban communities to feed off their trash and beg spare change.
I was not about grow up faithfully following orders designed induce this Stockholm syndrome. Nope, I think the key to success in life is dying in peace. Knowing all along that the shadows I cast in life provide a place to hide and amass my secret wealth... A wealth of stories, some already written and even better ones to tell once I'm no longer hostage in my human skin.