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Well that was fuking lie.Challenge:
Intentions have been the death of myself, and whenever I think about giving up, I feel like crying.
I feel this way not because of the act of giving up, but because entertaining the idea of putting an end to my intentions gives makes me feel normal again, like the whole show is over and I can just live my life normally.
Greatness has become a dogma for me over the years, and after understanding that what I truly yearn for is goodness, all I care about now are the things that matter more to me than me.
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I declare on this day, that I will attempt to let go of everything and try to be a normal person for the next year, zero intentions and just go with the flow in submission to an existence which I earn a sense of immersion and belonging to in.
Now with uni just around the corner, I will also have the best set of circumstances to have the lifestyle that will demand me to become normal again, for that is the intensity of the flow that I will allow myself to go with.
Plans for the future? None. But, instead of comparing myself to where I want to be on an abstract time scale that matters very little for what’s actually happening to me in life right now, all I can say that for the next year, I AM a student, and what I will be next is that I will be nothing more than who I am. The best label I can give the essence of that truest true self, is an observer, but no words can do it justice, you just got to be it yourself at least once in your life, which thankfully although it has become unfamiliar to me it is something I have a history with.