The world he lived in was like glittering painted glass. Everyone loved him, he had so many friends and no one would ever dare tell him the truth of what they actually thought of him. He became accustomed to having his butt kissed by the famous celebrities he managed, the clients that begged to work with his celebrities, and the unknown girls that begged him for representation, so that one day they too would become stars. He was loved & adored by all, on the surface at least…
Fantasy & reality became one, logic, truth & sense went out the door.
However, all was not as it seemed. The cracks in his fantasy charade full of two-faced gorgons worshipping him for as long as he supplied what they needed, couldn’t last forever.
His fragility became apparent as a lone hermit yelled the truth at him with conviction & honesty, something he had long forgotten in his fantasy realm. Just like that his glass charade shattered revealing the reality of the ugly world he lived in.
The gorgons quickly scattered & moved on as they no longer had a use for him. He found himself unadorned, naked and alone. Exposed yet utterly free, for he realised when he had nothing, he had everything.