Masquerade

Here lies the beginning and the end, a chapter in my life exorcised and expelled. And now in its absence, I am allowed to move forward from that place. In this third piece as the final masquerade, all is revealed. All those that took part in the development of the truth and what was to come are brought forth. There were many pieces to this story as there are to every story. As I moved along trying to fit together every part and piece, I learned much about the people I was acquainted with and the frauds that they are. No one is perfect and I am surely not, but I wasn’t ever out to get the individual, regardless of their misdeeds. This is my philosophy for the vanishing ability as I become witness to the corrupt system that shapes and dwells within. I am done with it all. It has become a distant memory and a segment to be discarded and trashed. It’s psychology. It’s criminal. And it’s what was missing.