The man is afflicted
with what he nicknamed,
The Howard Hughes syndrome.
Himself didn't exactly know
what that definition meant exactly
but he was satisfied
with the general vagueness
of its significance.
The symptoms began
some time ago caused by various
psychological traumas caused by
physiological events caused by
material losses caused by
the teachings of a Keynesian system
in a now failing Capitalistic society.
The feelings that followed these losses
actually subsided extremely quickly
replaced by feelings of near euphoria.
Well-being would be the better
choice of word.
Surprisingly this was followed
by a feeling of overall sanity that
fully opened the doors of introspection
that were already cracked open
but only barely for a long time.
The problem was the dimness
of the light
caused by the false foundations
of accepted teachings
as the man struggled for a humane
quality of life that didn't fit the mold
of the capitalist society he lived in.
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