fellows resource manual

don't expect to follow everything that i write, unless you know me intimately. when i use the word "intimately," i don't mean in a sexual way.

i pepper anything i do with bits of me, without strict regard as to whether or not anyone else will follow.

my little brother was given an assignment for the summer. it had to do with the little prince. the final sentence of the assignment was something to the extent of "Your life philosophy should be 1 - 2 pages typed, double spaced." the assignment itself was to explain "your life philosophy."

1 - 2 pages typed is more than no pages typed, i guess. something is more than nothing?

i'm incapable of thinking properly right now. i think i've been plowed in the head. it's because i tried to follow someone's thinking pattern, but wasn't able to. when i try to do something, i generally don't stop until it's happened. unless i don't want to do it, after beginning trying. i guess i'm just too proud to admit i can't do things.

pride. idk.

je m'appelle sysophe for i realize that i repeatedly try, only to leave myself to try again.

i don't like it when people try to do something, but also try to make it seem as if they're not trying. maybe i just appreciate straightforwardness? or overt intentionality?

we have a lot of laws/theories for how the natural world works. unfortunately, we can't confirm any of those laws/theories. i guess what i'm saying is you don't know anything, so don't act like you do. i certainly don't know anything. i suppose that's a matter of knowledge, though. maybe everything is a matter of knowledge?

alright, enough bullshit for today.

i've enjoyed freethinking (kind of) enough to be satisfied (ha).