Well wouldn’t you know it, after all those wasted hours of worrying and hand-wringing, all it took was a swift kick in the ass to send me flying in a straight line to my unobstructed future–as the crow flies.

I’ve learned that there are good piles and bad piles. I used to think they were all just piles; neutral, inoffensive. However, as piles grow, the accumulation of material magnifies the essence of the majority of its contents, leading to a hideous nine-headed monster or a raving sycophant yes-man. Perhaps it’ll grow into a doting mother of four or a casino mogul with a taste for alien flesh. At the end of the day, none of these outcomes will be reached without piles, those very building blocks of civilization; one thing on top of another on top of another, and so on and so forth until everything is either above or below everything else.

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