It’s become an interpersonal intellectual mind fuck! When certain personalities I’m forced to duck and others, I cannot run from…
I’m always the only one that’s forced to pick and choose and it feels like, because of my decisions, I’ the only one that will always lose.
So, what the FUCK am I gonna do? Who else is supposed to choose When I put myself up on that shelf. Different perceptions of the apperception. What then, is my definition of self? Especially when I feel like someone else!!??
Deeper into the rabbit hole I go because, to cognitive science, I am biased~In the search for an A Priori truth that isn’t transcendentally uncouth
Let the suffering speak! Better yet, let them sing! It soothes me in my time of spatio-temporal processing!
“Sometimes I wonder who the fuck I am”!
Time to begin a “radical naturalistic rethinking of the nature of human existence”! Doing this, will require relentless persistence…
I”m raspy in my mind! Definition of self, I must redefine, but not with one I find, with one I conceive, one that is mine!
Stay up. Stay Human.
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