Saturday, October 24, 2009
It got better as I went along, but by then the damage had already been done. Try as I might to patch it, or even to hide it, the flaws were impossible to ignore. Even worse, they were armature and template. They were DNA. The initial failure was the fractal seed. Yet, under the shadow of disaster and the full knowledge of the futility of every single action, I continued. What a shame. It's like living an entire lifetime in the wrong body. Here lies So-and-So, he took the wrong path, but he charged down it like a rhinoceros. Let's hoist a glass for him, by god. He charged down it like a rhinoceros!