What do we mean ‘quest’? 
 
Each year corrupts the ultra-field, infatuated mostly with active measures. The elders have rules. Stay funny and comfortable is one.   
Another is also fancy, more or less fun. Insert handkerchief. Shave twice a week. Does your dad look selfless to see you slung in the eyes of other men?   
 
What can we do without sleeping around in our measured subculture? Serve meaning with a sleight thru science and art for all.   
 
Last, best, fair in gay love. Then I’ll ask you about immaculate being, rondure and cold feet. That’s dashing on to allegory, the one they call Stepping Up:

Acquisitive Quest Giving Ourselves, Keeping Ourselves.  
 
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Oh My God, I so adore you. I thought I was alone in my hatred.