With restless aplomb we seek guidance from beyond selfish and selfless devotion to the negativity of ignorance when our joie de vivre waits patiently for eons. Radiant grandeur is ubiquitously disregarded. Too often, we are considering exquisiteness surrounding our bleak egg-shelled identities sans perception while thinking without knowledge and utterly small-minded in pursuits of artificial providence; ambushed by ersatz angels of fantasy while diminutive veracity devours expectations.
Clouds of gray hybridize into double rainbows of encouragement and raindrops wash away uncertainty and indolent pretext of accomplishments tenuously overlooked that should be embraced and appreciated. Excluding the essence of masculine irony, femininity abounds in natural ambiance if only we would shed the shroud of man-unkindest evocations of admirable prescience that suffocates raison d’être.