When one cog falls out of place what, happens to the other? One might guess that they fall out as well. However, what happens is all up to fate. A cog can fall, and the machine stops. A cog can break, and the machine comes apart. A cog can break, and the machine still goes on. What happens when Sullivan who is but a cog in the grand machine called the world falls out of place. The answer may surprise you.

In a dusty town, recluse from the world lies a small inconsequential cog in the machine. His name is Sullivan Demicer. However, Sullivan is but a cog in the grand machinations called life. Life has plans for Sullivan and they are small.

Sullivan comes from your average 9 am-5 pm white collar family. Sullivan goes and comes to school as a normal man. However, nothing exciting happens as he is but a cog in the machine called life. Life guides us, as well as constricts us.

Sullivan is but a cog in the views of society. Why would one ask he be but a cog, why not a millionaire, an actor, why a cog. That is due to his views on life. Sullivan is simple-minded and has ambition. However, ambition can only last one so many days. After all, at the end of the day, Sullivan in the future will become a man that works 9 am-5 pm just like his father and mother.

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So why might one add, he just rises to the occasion and soars like many other cogs in the machine. The answer is simple he can't. The market is saturated, the world is stagnating, he has no desire. He was brought up on values that devalued ambition and ushered in more conformity. Conformity is brought upon by society, age, and most importantly guidance. What the thinkers of Sullivan's era had was no guidance, vigor, and ambition. The thinkers of Sullivan's era were attracted to the new, the discovered, the grand. While Sullivan got stuck in the thinking of life and progression never diverting, never risking.

Sullivan as he progressed down life's dreary rode. Wondered why he had not thought of such brilliant ideas, why he had no ambition, why he had no thoughts.

Sullivan had the average job, the average wage, the average house. He conformed to society quite simply to put. Up until Sullivan Decmier death, nothing ever went wrong nor right. He lived a most uniform life... Will you live your life uniformly or will you go out and rise above the norm and live to your fullest potential.