The imperceptible disguise of a feigned morality is often clothed in good deeds, effortlessly beguiling, alluring, and most disarming while it panders to the inherent prejudice within the human heart and mind; the fraudulent friend hides in the obvious and mundane, waiting for a moment to prosper through misfortune and grief. The adversity of such friendships resides within the subtlety of casual disregard and inattention, and as with all mimicry, it appears to have many talents but few true skills—intent is not the same as achievement for that is the nuance of evasion in what is said in an act to lull opposition as opposed to what is left unspoken in an act to misdirect. A deluded morality is no better than any immorality that fosters exasperation through a friendship based on knowing many superficially rather than knowing a few well, that is why certain friendships are supposed to fade and die to allow for grief in knowing them as an expression of the human heart and mind. Those friendships fulfilled their purpose, and the intention is within the achievement in having known them at all, not to replace them but to heal and grow in their absence while forming other meaningful friendship on the path to expressing a healthy morality towards life, meaning, and purpose; memory may drift backwards, and that is a gift, but life will always move or be moved forwards. Therefore, tell those few who are true friends what they deserve, do not save it for the epitaph that awaits us all.