I was intrigued by the title....

here you go...don't be too harsh on me
this is my writing style

The dotted lines converge on the amaranthine horizon
extending into the heart of the setting Utah sun like a rapid-fire laser;
the canyon-gorged landscape passing before me knew my footsteps,
it knew the mud-drenched tracks of the Mormon carts
, it understood the toil of the settlers gracing its rugged features; the embers born out the friction and labor consumed the leper Juniper colony like a pandemic,
the fire knew my eyes and I knew its warmth because nature
enveloped me in a wintry cocoon and spat out a moth-eaten rebel
who knew few restraints and fewer regrets,
the life that began thereafter knew many pleasures and much disappointment; I luxuriated in the effervescent waters of the hottest spring and sought umbrage in the most sultry summer,
I savored cocktails aboard luxurious Aegean yachts, I knew the exuberance of dallying with sexy Greek teens with a killer wingman,
I appreciated the shimmering sun-scorched decks forged in the sweat of underpaid grunts,
I learned in time to engage the depth deception, and volunteer for timeless moments in the periphery of human understanding,
I knew the infinite depths of the altered sound, and the atmospheric rhythm compelling the ecstatic masses to piroutte through the haze like wild monkey engaging in a sexless copulation under the flickering pulse of the kaleidoscopic firmament, I had a taste for excess but excess jilted me,
I know the throes of passion and the serenity of those mellow moments of respite, I have sinned against the totalitarian cross and voiced my dissent at the monolithic monuments to entrenched societal injustice and inequitable confinement,
I lament the convicts of victimless crimes withering away into callous indifference for an aimless reform inside corrupted reformatories, in silent protest I staggered along the trail of adolescent hedonism until I crossed beyond the threshold of the final door,
beyond this point I pondered how to skid and slither through the quagmires of pleasure and pain without venturing a gamble on my territorial claim;
so I resigned from this quest and now know and cherish the presence of those who show me in the grace and consistency of their nurturing company how life’s joys defy the hidebound tomes and the monotonous parrots lifeless drones, I have headed nowhither and found direction


dense yes..experimental yes...don't judge me by the big words..

Damn, man! That was pretty good writing! My only real recommendation is to space it out into four or five lines each with a double space inbetween to make it easier to read. Aside from that this bit of writing is excellent!

I love the story J6.
Resigned from adolescent hedonism and found grace and direction.
Beautiful write
I'm glad you posted it