I saw my life as if I stood apart from it, the vanity, the self-serving, the constant fleeing from one petty annoyance after another, the lip service to God and the Virgin and a host of aunts whose names filled my prayer books, none of whom made the slightest difference in a narrow, materialistic, and selfish existence. I saw my real gods…the gods of most men. Food, drink, and security in conformity. Cinders.
Please allow me to introduce myself,
I’m a man of wealth and taste
I’ve been around for a long, long year
Stole many a man’s soul and faith