The Eyes of Dr. T. J. Eckleburg eckleberg Eckleberg
Perhaps there is no true fulfillment of our hopes. Perhaps some people are born into wealth, and success, and love, and belongingness, while others are dropped into misery, loneliness, despair, and ashes. Perhaps we spend our entire lives searching for something that never existed. Perhaps, that little tiny word that means so much to us--”dream”--well, perhaps it’s not attainable. Perhaps it’s simply a lie, told by the heartless, the lost, and the shadowed. Perhaps it is a mirage, a last call before the coffin shuts, a word we tell ourselves to keep from giving up, going out, shutting off the lights. Perhaps it is the reason that we die.
Read quickly, because I have something to teach you. Don’t look over your shoulder; he might be watching.
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