Solitude indifferent in bored social spect. Genius par non, others can't reflect, status in mind, absorbed in self fight. Common share not so good with centrifugal mind, whirlwind of thought most left behind, never intention, yet eyes dove in dove blind. Kept pace with himself in flurry mindset, head wind in life challenged . . . no regret. He tried to befriend steadfast till the end, yet a head filled packed tight, to others was not right, a social misfit of german descent . . . . .