Monthly Archives: February 2016
The self as blindspot.
The belief that one is capable of criticizing oneself is the clearest indication that self-criticism is the highest conceit.
Celibacy.
Proof that you don’t give the tiniest shit about what anyone thinks of you.
I’m not lonely.
I’m just slightly agitated with our human condition of aloneness.
Art of Aphorism 
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