This entry was published at least two years ago (originally posted on November 1, 2020). Since that time the information may have become outdated or my beliefs may have changed (in general, assume a more open and liberal current viewpoint). A fuller disclaimer is available.
Anything, he had realized, no matter how exciting, lost its shine eventually. However bright the colors or loud the exultations, it all had a grey, dreary pallor when seen year after year through the walls of his glass coffin standing in the town square.