#78: The Age of Discovery

Simple thing fascinate me.

I enjoy seeing people who believe they have reached a higher maturity level than that of their peers when they are restoring to similar tactics of making said peers aware of this. I believe this to be what we call irony. Am I passing judgment? Forgive me if the impression given off was such; that was not my intention. I'm simply observing my surroundings. Curiously enough, I'm guilty of the same error in judgment- I'm allowed to say that right, being as it my actions that I'm judging.

I don't want to call it luck, destiny or anything of the sort, but certain decisions that I made have cause me to reevaluate what I believed to me be. In a previous entry, I recall saying that I stood amidst the rubble left after the destruction of what I believed to be me and after analyzing the pieces left behind, I've realized that I wasn't happy with who I was. I was blessed with a muse who helped me to see I had to remove my mask to reveal the true ipseity that resided beneath. I now feel the urge to shout from the mountain tops "I AM ME AND I AM HAPPY." Because I am; it's not that I am me it's more that I have become acquainted with me. A feeling which is a result of deep thinking and inspiration: "I think therefore I am."

I'm more aware of the basic wonders in life. Just because you understand how something works doesn't stop it from being magical.