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    My Infinite Wealth Accedes My Decadence

    I donít usually talk about my wealth. To talk about my own worth

    is bad etiquette and in bad taste. My humanity isnít a number

    on a slip of paper. I canít be measured and ranked so easily in

    character or likeness. Money is essentially a number that

    reflects very little of who I am. That said, this wonít be

    about my wealth, this will be about my decadent mode of life.



    True, one canít be a decadent individual without wealth.

    Decadence is reserved exclusively for anyone who can use their

    resources generously without any worry about an effect on their

    bank accounts.



    I will say also that my decadence may be excessive but my

    attitude is socially accepted. I care greatly about the way I

    appear outwardly. My limited circle of friends would agree, we

    donít take kindly to decadent slobs or low-grade degenerates.

    We arenít nose-in-the-air snobs either. Weíre

    mind-your-own-business sort of folk. We like it high. We like

    it refined. We like it done well. We like it the way we pay

    for it.



    ďThatís not what I payed for, send it back!Ē



    Life in a never-ending decadent merry-go-round can at times

    send me off in a dizzy withdrawal but I get up again when

    Iím ready and go at it like Iíd always done.



    I often times approach my decadent adventures without a plan.

    I find that a certain amount of randomness and chance breaks

    up the repetitious side of life. Whatever will feel good is

    the core of my intentions. Decadence is very simple.



    My decadent endeavors make my life really ten times the

    amusement it would be if I werenít on the continuous search

    for a good time.



    I realize that I live an eccentric life that few folk get to

    claim for themselves. It doesnít go to my head. Nobody ever

    calls me out on my behavior. Itís not like Iím out of control

    or any of that. Some would like to relate chaos or wild acts

    of unbridled mindlessness essential to this mode of life but

    thatís not true. Iím in no need of a keeper. I care for

    myself fine.



    Decadence is a very casual idea. You could say that to

    intellectualize how I live when I live with such a sense of

    freedom without hibitions is really reverse of the reward I

    find when I live in this manner. In any matter, I love my

    decadent path in life and I wonít ever leave it.



    I think that a lot of folk would live how I live if they

    ever had the chance. Thatís great! I would tell them to go

    for it! Take yourself where you want to go.



    I find the action then become a part of the action. That or

    the action will find me. Itís all about the action, really.

    For much of my life Iíd gone on to search out the action,

    that fire. That liveliness in a group of folk wherever I am.

    I will find the action anywhere. On a beach, in a bar,

    at a club, at a show.



    Good friends are necessary to a social life of decadence. I

    canít depend on random action to fulfill my desires, that is

    only part of it. A lot of times I go to an event or a private

    get-together on invitation of my friends whoíve known me for

    an extended period of time. I go with the current and let

    my good friends direct the activities. I find that itís a

    good way to meet new girls, experience new courses of

    entertainment, continue my fresh outlook on life and really,

    to tell you the truth, I couldnít maintain this feel good

    attitude without my friends.



    Itís give and take in that approach because I offer the same

    in return for my friends, we all do. We watch out for

    eachother and make sure we donít push ourselves over the edge.

    Weíre all a lively bunch. We handle bumps in the road gently

    and get through those rare briar patches with ease. We are a

    close group of friends. We all know that to live like we live

    can get risky at times so our little social circle continues

    on as the center piece of our oh so decadent lives.



    Some of us depart the social circle on occasion when new

    attractions present themselves. Itís not like any of this

    is mandatory. Itís not like we live on an itinerary. Itís

    not like we are obligated to eachother. Some old friends

    go and we make some new friends. Itís always good to

    experience some variance in life.



    I get inebriated often and I see a lot of girls. I would

    say that I see a greater number of girls than I know dudes.

    Thatís natural for someone so decadent as my time is often

    unevenly divided in favor of girls.



    Someone once called us ďhedoniĒ, I replied that we donít

    really label our decadence and that only money permitted us

    to get on with life in this manner. They said that no, anyone

    could be decadent. I replied that sure, you can taste

    decadence for a limited time here and there but you canít

    live like this for an extended period without surplus money.



    Through it all, with the parties, the women, the liquor,

    the amusements, the entertainments, the wholesome intake of

    generous amounts of enjoyments, all of that good uplifter

    sort of deal, I donít really look in reverse and get all

    spun around to reflect because Iím always on to a new

    endeavor, the new adventure. My future is filled with

    decadent activity and it continues unhalted.



    No worries. No regrets. Only a good time. When folks look at

    the life I live and how alive I appear they get inspired for

    themselves to get out and get up and go. Iím always in the mood

    to get it on and I wouldnít let it be any other way. For me,

    thatís how life is.



    Decadence is only a word and itís an idea that we donít think

    about intellectually but itís a label that suits us, this

    mode of life, so maybe one day when Iím gone my family and

    friends will say, ďHe was so decadent.Ē

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    The voice is great (if grating). In the beginning, when it seemed like the narrator was deceiving himself more, his voice reminded me a little of Dostoyevsky's Underground Man. As he rambled on, though, the whole piece started to remind me of the kind 1980s nihilism Brett Easton Ellis used to write about (especially the insinuation that his parents aspired to decadence). I don't know if that was intended as ironic or not--I suppose that's an important question. The story's weakness is its lack of events. As with Ellis' novels, rambling nihilism gets old fast. So perhaps the piece's strength is that it's fairy short. It makes its point about his parents (if that was the point) without getting too irritating. But I think there needs to be more of a payoff at the end: something horrible beneath the surface. Or perhaps it was there and I missed it. Thanks, Secret. It was an interesting read.
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    Quote Originally Posted by Pompey Bum View Post
    The voice is great (if grating). In the beginning, when it seemed like the narrator was deceiving himself more, his voice reminded me a little of Dostoyevsky's Underground Man. As he rambled on, though, the whole piece started to remind me of the kind 1980s nihilism Brett Easton Ellis used to write about (especially the insinuation that his parents aspired to decadence). I don't know if that was intended as ironic or not--I suppose that's an important question. The story's weakness is its lack of events. As with Ellis' novels, rambling nihilism gets old fast. So perhaps the piece's strength is that it's fairy short. It makes its point about his parents (if that was the point) without getting too irritating. But I think there needs to be more of a payoff at the end: something horrible beneath the surface. Or perhaps it was there and I missed it. Thanks, Secret. It was an interesting read.
    I was trying to be ironic and funny but at the same time you could read this and get the impression that the whole thing is enthusiastic. This one was all about what attitude the reader brings with them. This piece was originally twice as long but like you said, if I didn't keep this brief the monologue would start to grate on your nerves. Another ironic angle is that I wrote this in 1st person so that I could read the words aloud and pretend to be the character, but of course I am not grotesquely wealthy and my life couldn't be anywhere near what you would call "decadent". Thanks for noticing!

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