It just fell out of fashion. Being in lockstep with the parroted call for social compliance has lost it’s flavor. It took no time for the post perennial pride to evaporate and dissolve once the fragrance of free thinking began filling the senses with fulfillment. There just are no satisfactions of the modern world that weigh in with piercing wonder of authentic sublime reality. The rendezvous with truth emanated out of the spastic wandering of lost initiative and cause. The common message of plain virtual worship had fallen flat, and there stood the savage of the real. The spontaneous grip of attraction took over without cause. All motion was set into a preeminent memorial gear of incubated DNA. DNA switched on by a signal from the remote. The on switch is presently eternal, defying prediction and prevention. The ensuing plasma swirl is manifest as the one being of all, and all one being. So much for now withholding the unfolding of life in abundance, for the former conventions of the modern world have fallen precipitously out of fashion.