Due to side effects from the 3rd-degree burns I received when I was 3 — I never learned the enjoyment of basketball
However — I did learn to appreciate the music of the spheres
No matter how base — I loved them more for their fallen state
A reflection of the ‘real’ — abandoned for newer — fancier — delusions
As if — suddenly — a child lost all sense of linear time and experiencing a middle-age — abandons their love for a younger version — with less experience — prone to larger more grandiose mistakes
Grandiose mistakes
Although — our species as a whole seems to be children suddenly subject to middle-aged foolishness and bitterness without necessary cause — but with the exaggerated consequence of the newly born