(un) Attainable, or the ability I developed to (indirectly) create a trench between the significance of my path and the knowledge others believe they have in comparison with my competence. In this battleground, time sequences itself in the order of the surrounding mistakes I can now predict, with even more distance; space is in each time more narrower, rounding the indulgences of ignorance and false truth. Only a new man can foresee new visions of his future self while an old and tired being can only know what life made of/for him. I’m regressing to the future of my late history, telling the stories still unwritten and in that process assuming my arrogance as the humble way to live life learning how to die.