Day51 of year 2022
The liabilities of my own preferences as usual, changed again. Like they always have been after days passing by. This time the reason for me to bring this up as a public record by shearing it with you, being that the decision i took was influenced by the persona of myself, nevertheless from the perspective of an outsider.
Rather than weighing myself on my own scales or seeing myself through my own pair of glasses, I figured why not be in others shoes and quantify myself. "BTW don't get me otherwise, sometimes judging oneself helps to sort things out that otherwise would be a mess to sort" .
Although it provided me with a dimension of myself i was unaware of "and to be a bit more friendly I deemed was way out of my league kinda problem solving method" I still went on with it, not knowing the consequences of accepting the truth for totalitarian good, I concluded from it. just like Clarence Dally, although I did gave nobody no vision .It was just a state of self obsession.
Perception, a term so relative that even the most perceptive dimension human kind could ever come up with, we refer to as "time" is of no good competition.
The best times of my life, share a weird relationship of perception to myself as a relationship of symbiosis, where in I insisted that i should not in any manner face the truth which had revealed itself upon me.
I remember worst of my days by "The day i entered the room from the Window".That day was when the coward inside me, showed itset to me. The day i no longer wanted to be a part of, that i wanted to end as soon as possible.