The Illusive Diet: A treatise.

A man of reticent turn, shall use a delicate sum of words, in the course of elongated converse, and appeal himself to the economical inhibition of succinct expediency. This does not however reduce the designated subject to an unequivocal tenor of monolithic propensity, and thus repudiate the whole circumspection of psychological bearing. One cannot simply equate, passive observance and purported utility with those defective hyperboles of cognitive illness for it is not ultimately true, that interpersonal flourishes are the indispensable spring of wellness. Introversion is not, the impervious apathy of interpersonal inadequacy, nor is extroversion the divine conduit of perpetual exuberance. Such is the stigma ridden decadence of contemporary idealism, which has brought forward the empty imagery of ostensible artifice, as being the capital of admiration. The modern aspiration has been reduced to populational opulence, at the expense of collective sustenance, and thus has been constructed by mere virtue of aesthetic display. The festering manipulation of societal identity, as being a human need, has isolated the rudimentary purpose of individual extraction and self awareness and will. In the end, 'extroversion' is but an insatiable desire, an aesthetic refuge from the designated forlornness of preserving solitude for whatever assigned cause, it is the business of the collateral endorphin furthering the advance of humanity into the great existential void.