Fault-lines
I'm a fool for rambling on about human behavior when I do not even have mine in check. I have no authority to lead with my gut about anything when I myself have been led to where I stand now. I think I know too much and that's a fool's disposition. Still I hope to find inherent good in myself, to prove to myself that I may be a good person although I keep doing bad things. Maybe that's why I write these things, these meaningless squiggles on an obscure corner of the internet. Maybe I write to console myself with words I'd like to hear. Maybe all of this is an insecure man's quest for reassurance. I have always been proud to be expressive, hell, my pride is what led me to begin this endeavor in the first place. Maybe that pride in expression is a problem because, when you get enough reassurance and compliments on your way of thinking you begin to see it as just. What do I know about life and the complexities of it all, it's like thinking you know the ocean ...
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