Pushing boundaries wasn't enough, no. You have to jump states, relocate from place to place and scorn the word "home". And still there's somewhere you need to be, to be able to be doing what you need to be doing. When studying one's dream leads to frightening nightmarish awakenings, you drew a new map.
     Under every cover you don't use to sleep with, often lays awake a brain drained of recognition. Each day is only known by the marks on the calendar drawn in his head. And there's isn't much else to prove when all you do is for showing an invisible audience that what you knew all along was right. Wisdom proves nothing when you deny the ability to wise up. It's always too much - while you can't seem to be doing nearly enough.
     I grew cold more slowly than the fall, and the future fell unto me without wisdom or warning. What you want, you know, is just something to show. And by the time you prove yourself right, there won't be a soul watching. There's no soul in your ambitions, and there's no soul in your intentions. And when he thought he'd made the right decisions, all the wrong reasons were listed. It was never above him, and despite all his wishes - he never ascended. Just a name hanging around on the bottom of my shit list.