RItuals of Failure

First, you must do what you want.
Then, do nothing.
Amidst the nothingness wish to do more.
Till nothing happens.


Afters, plot your mistakes and trace your ruin.
Ponder and wish to be pondered upon by others who you imagine ponder about themselves.
Save time and lose it forever.
Plan your downfall so you can feign your uprise or was it the other way around?


Make haste and waste incredibly.
As though you are the end of all things… or just a few… or just you.  
Be certainly unsure about how sure you are all the time and always forget to remember the important things.
Your chances are scarce. Be a careless optimist.


Lie thoroughly and spare none.
A good statement is hard to come by. A believable one, more so.
REPEAT, REPEAT, REPEAT.
Till you can’t stand to see yourself in the mirror, which is good.


Because, all of the misfortune you have faced is only a precursor to what can come– there will be more
Corrective attempts will be shot down.
Kindling hope will breed despair.
Despair will become your refuge.

“When I was sad, I’d break my shell.“