River of Rambling VI [journal]
Jul. 9th, 2005 11:30 pmI've not typed out installment #5 because it contains nothing significant.
I wish that the domination of the blind will someday end; I will be known all over, a name that did something special.
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I never claimed to be infalliable.
And I don't subscribe to that 'fake it until you make it' ideology; when it comes down to important things like jobs (no matter how small), any dishonestly would leave me with a guilty conscience. Obfuscating the truth? Sure. But outright lying won't do. In the application process, it's imperative not to misrepresent yourself -- that is, I think it's an ethical consideration.
I don't know what happens to people who get caught faking their résumés, and I don't want to risk it -- seeing as my track record for taking risks isn't all that great (eg. first time skipping class...)
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From the moment you struck your first note, I knew you were to be special people to me. You were messengers from another world -- a world far beyond my means to witness with my own eyes.
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Something in my right calf is sore -- I can't extend the leg in a left forward lunge without getting that feeling. This started last night but I have no idea what may have caused it.
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My only major aspiration is to rescue someone from the dark side, not just to save someone before he goes over the edge. It means giving up all of his friends, intimate relationships, any hope of popularity.
I would rather leave the unsaved to suffer for their bad choice, but I am just a bit more merciful than that.
Count what you have lost, and repent, for what you no longer lose, you will have to gain.
Indeed, it is of this desperate frustration that I envision taking up arms to slaughter the people.
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I will not concede. I shall overcome, and stand before you restored. I will not be your equal. I will not imitate your fallacies and your evils. I will rise again from this dearth of life, better than before... and so shall you, if you are willing to be reborn.
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My leg feels much better now.
There is rationality, and there is irrationality. Rationality lends me restraint, lends me pacifism, lends me the sense of justice. It lends me hope, and lends me dreams. Irrationality lends me its impulses, lends me war, lends me the need for vengeance. It leads me its craving for poison, and lends me its craving for barbaric acts of sin.
I wish that the domination of the blind will someday end; I will be known all over, a name that did something special.
=
I never claimed to be infalliable.
And I don't subscribe to that 'fake it until you make it' ideology; when it comes down to important things like jobs (no matter how small), any dishonestly would leave me with a guilty conscience. Obfuscating the truth? Sure. But outright lying won't do. In the application process, it's imperative not to misrepresent yourself -- that is, I think it's an ethical consideration.
I don't know what happens to people who get caught faking their résumés, and I don't want to risk it -- seeing as my track record for taking risks isn't all that great (eg. first time skipping class...)
=
From the moment you struck your first note, I knew you were to be special people to me. You were messengers from another world -- a world far beyond my means to witness with my own eyes.
=
Something in my right calf is sore -- I can't extend the leg in a left forward lunge without getting that feeling. This started last night but I have no idea what may have caused it.
=
My only major aspiration is to rescue someone from the dark side, not just to save someone before he goes over the edge. It means giving up all of his friends, intimate relationships, any hope of popularity.
I would rather leave the unsaved to suffer for their bad choice, but I am just a bit more merciful than that.
Count what you have lost, and repent, for what you no longer lose, you will have to gain.
Indeed, it is of this desperate frustration that I envision taking up arms to slaughter the people.
=
I will not concede. I shall overcome, and stand before you restored. I will not be your equal. I will not imitate your fallacies and your evils. I will rise again from this dearth of life, better than before... and so shall you, if you are willing to be reborn.
=
My leg feels much better now.
There is rationality, and there is irrationality. Rationality lends me restraint, lends me pacifism, lends me the sense of justice. It lends me hope, and lends me dreams. Irrationality lends me its impulses, lends me war, lends me the need for vengeance. It leads me its craving for poison, and lends me its craving for barbaric acts of sin.