i must believe in something.
and in truth i do, but it’s little more than a fragmentary collage of impressions and ideals that has proven inherently fragile in the face of reality.
it seems that i have no faith in reality, or rather that my beliefs are continuously trying to overcome reality.
sadly, such is the nature of belief.
i have this romantic vision of existence, and since i keep trying to live in accordance with a set of rules i’ve deduced from said romantic assumptions; when i crash, and find myself in these painful situations, it is reality that is at fault.
of course, finding fault with reality is simply a continuation of my romantic vision, and i have a hard time keeping my actions in true accordance with my romantic vision.
the rules that guide my actions are mostly compromises of my ideals, which remain, by and large, untried.
April 20th, 2006 at 9:01 pm
Nothing is at last sacred but the integrity of your own mind. (Ralph Waldo Emerson)
Trust that which gives you meaning and accept it as your guide. (Carl Gustav Jung)
Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air. (Ralph Waldo Emerson)
Would we recognize up if there were no down?