“What I learned on this ritualized quest seeking deep understanding of the purpose of being by communing with a guiding tutelary spirit is virtually indefinable. I did not discover how to escape sorrowfulness, atone for all my prior sins, nor will I live a guiltless future. The more that I churned to produce a rotogravure defining the notched contours of my inner mesh the more determinedly the elided output of the intaglio cylinders erased my attenuated flux. Finishing this scroll, I shall eradicate the perpetually vexed narrator. Torrents of words erase a former saturated self in the sieve of blacken personal exhaustion brought about by mulling the intransigent facts engulfing a self-absorbed existence.”