aligning our constraints against one another

retain your innermost feelings. . . savor them. . . complete them without thought. there is not room for consideration. there is no room for contemplation. we reel and then subside. we feel and then deride. is there anything worth more than the value society has placed upon it? {only everything.} do you wallow in fields so shallow? {i do not.} are things so bad that you must proselytize?. . . are things so bad i must utilize my poor manners to kick your ass?. . .