You realize it all remains the same, but with an asterisk.∗∗You realize your asterisk isn’t what, in fact, mattered. It’s the sentence your asteriskaugmented that actually mattered. Perhaps, now, that sentence seems to remain all thatmatters, still, asterisk aside.††You may delude yourself into believing you should have foreseen the shape of it, yourasterisk,‡ and you may even have trouble forgiving yourself, ruminating over suchpast naı¨veteˊ.‡In the present, awake at last to your asterisk’s true form, perhaps you find someperipheral meaning in the way the light hits your sentence through that asterisk‖at certain times of the day. And in the way you see your sentence now, filteredthrough your asterisk’s shadow.¶‖It remains a distinct vision you never anticipated, never could have seen,never in exact detail, despite the brilliance of your ambition, clear assunlight through backwater, evident in the asterisk itself.#¶The ghost of your ambition, the mother asterisk,Δ may haunt you forever,should you fail to release it.#To release this ghost, repeat the following mantra: “I release.”ΔYou failed to recognize an asterisk. In failure, your asterisk becomesirrelevant. It never changed the meaning of your sentence because thatsentence was the only thing that ever mattered, and it is all that mattersnow. Be proud for remaining unable to anticipate an asterisk. You canfind no meaning in the way the light hits your sentence through anyasterisk at any time of the day. But meaning is overrated. Hold on to thisasterisk∗ and let it haunt you forever. Never repeat the mantra, “I release.”feedback