Gold particle matter stained faces and fakeness. Triumphant horns with a punctuated melody not flowing but screaming "we live in a duality". Our generation plastered and digitally mastered. As we live. We try to climb while others cry for a chance to shine. Mans current design should be a crime. As we topple our government grows and our people wither. Intellectually disabled and unstable... well that's what we're labeled. Snake skin shedding anew as men clambake their ideals into oblivion. A void stroll in the dark somehow exhilarating known as the "monetary game" a gain for a particularly impaired membrane within the brain. They're lame. And with such great disdain they seem to maintain.