just one step away. one blow. one heart beat. just one more breath and victory is his. yet that moment never arrived. for though he never was a king he is very much a modern day Sisyphus. rest now, cretinous man, for you have raged against the overwhelming gloom long enough. breathe. inhale your failures. let them beat you. let them drown you. for in death resurrection lies in wait. a shiny cup full of dreams screams for the victor. offering a taste of nothingness that has yet to come…