If Shit Had Wings

If shit had wings then its soar would be the habitual lies we tell ourselves in an attempt to convince others of what we want to be. Yet is it not a curious notion that upon pursuing our fabled testaments we are often left amazed when our fellow man concurs that which we have thought ourselves of lying about was indeed the fibre of our pursued thread. If you will that blooming of the enlightened persona when in growth we become that which we have dreamed about. Thus in contemplation and with a need to deliberately summon GOOFY who said honesty is the best policy I would clarify an appendices to that most famous aphorism, that being that honesty is relative and the only policy we need to pursue is that which makes us feel invisible be it though that it may contradict a moral predisposition adhered to an outdated ranking of correctness. For fruitful is the path of hedonistic indulgence and with a pleasured smile and senses satisfied let my followed perspective be…I have grown by elation!.