Distinguished guests; spineless social intruders dinning off pretentious conversation. Leaping with false excitement in declaration of jealousy disguised as pride. Through endless applause and over bearing signs of appreciation, I welcome you to the table of a failing society.

With great understanding of nothing, yet no understanding of greatness, I serve you a meal of teeth gripping truths, or diluted versions there of as we are not warranted the truth unless our truths are lies. A Humble side dish of compassion that never delivers amongst the starving, but feeds the rich who lay obese amongst their own silver platters of greed.

No meal is concluded without a sweet sensation of bitter realities that will always await, through fakery and pretense no man shall escape it. Your evening mask lays rested as true reflections are openly displayed to an one sided mirror. The disgust of oneself leaves one hungry for truths.