I'm a firm believer that a man's name ranks far lower in importance than the contributions he makes to society. The short version: Names aren't important. They're facades. They offer a means of serving generalities to strangers as a mechanism for disguising truths and actualities.
Such mechanisms are the very foundations on which our modern, media-driven society was formed. Nothing is personal any more, and hence nothing is genuine. Falsities have been created and perpetrated until every molecule we bump shoulders with exists merely as a copy of a copy of someone's masked agenda, tucked away and sugar-coated. Nobody thinks any more, and hence nobody lives.
Living today is devoid of life.
A man should be characterized by his ambitions and contributions alone, leaving the remainder of his being in the shadows. I exist merely to parlay my lifelong obsession with a better, improved tomorrow - mixed, equally, of course, with a huge batch of disgust and disdain for the failures of today - by means of highly-coded permutations of zeros and ones. In my dreams, the end is near.
Begin again to begin.
