Ugh. Poignant few paragraphs. Such a flippant and pugnacious individual. Sophistic and specious reasoning won't undo this sliver of time - this is his gift unto himself. Pariah, perhaps. How does an individual see the results of their actions, know that they can never be undone and be, well, without conscience, for the forseable future? Our actions are literally life's ink. We can't roll the clock back. Our name/stamp/signature is on our every/very breath. Regret, if our chemistry allows, - sorry, gotta go, my mums here, fuck off ..