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Forgotten Modesty & The Unheard Cry -
Breaching Intellectuality of the Draconian Scholar

It is difficult to be an intellectual.

I want to let go of social contact in order to get my immutable scholar status back and engraved. I’ve let go of myself. What has happened to my ideas for research? Now I know not of where to start. I cannot be bound by one talent and only that which incessantly exists; writing! My science background is flailing. Distress. Aye, tears of forgotten modesty. What has happened to my genius!? I’ve been molded too mightily so to the social life. It is time to let go of it in majority and its elements. Television, out. I’ve only one venue for my research and medical bouts; Montefiore hospital. May meditation, music and research guide me.

 


 

 

 

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