The greatest feat of someone with my life style could only ever be,
"the art of forgetting how to decieve."
Of course, this is something some would have to demonstrate with a diagram and a white board. But since I am cursingly talented with positioning my words, I'll explain it by those alone.
To forget is in of itself a Con dormant in all humans. When you forget something, it could be anything physical or non… But your mind decieves itself into a state where the information it had previously disappears. Really, Its like an evolutionary David Blane trick.
Now that's simply forgetting, But forgetting how to deceive seems like a paradox or a perversion of logic under my previous explanation. And it leaves you with a big semantical spiral of a question like…
How does someone decieve themselves into making the concept of deceiving disappear from their mind?
You simply con the con's con, who's you.
Through explanation it's exceedingly perplexing to conceptualize, but this is what makes it the greatest accomplishment of my lifestyle. Like I said before I am cursingly talented with words, but no amount of words could triumph the fruition of actions.
I only know of one man who forgot how to deceive, which alludes to its rarity. That man isn't of importance in my life, And if I was in his he surely wouldn't remember. If I were to ever reach this accomplishment it would be the end of my lifestyle, the only lifestyle i've ever known. Which is why I call it an Art not due to beauty or for anything aesthetic but because it would be The End Of A Conman.