I need to regulate my sleep or else I feel spent. Accompanying my evening retreat is the sound of a piano from a classical piece.
This is definitely a downcycle. I should avoid smoking at all costs.
Now is the time for me to develop a winning strategy for moving forward.
I can put my past in the garage and start on a clean slate knowing that I can always start fresh.
The blog is instrumental in my success. I need to create a compelling future by redefining who I am and what I am capable of.
Here we are talking about a subjective truth which either shifts to a relative truth or a pragmatic truth.
Thus one thing is for sure, I have been building on the subjective truth for so long that I believe it is an objective truth.
What if I take a different stance? I discard all forms of truth and become a disbeliever. I question everything including my subjective truth.
What if I discard the existence of a divine force and look from the perspective of a finite ending. In other words, I believe in nothing. Will it help?
Looks like I have too many things on my plate. I want to narrow it down to the vital few. In this case, I say what matters is the meaning I give to myself. With the right meaning, I am more inclined towards a more balanced life. Right now I am questioning my truth. I wonder if all this while I had been making the wrong inferences instead of connecting the dots. I fear that I am on the wrong trajectory.
I am not interested in self-improvement. I am interested to know whether I am on the right path or whether my subjective truth is just a delusion. I thought whatever I believed was true for me. Well, how can I tell? Should I simply believe in my instinct and gut feeling? What a[re] (about) the signs around me? Aren't they supposed to be the roadsigns for me to take heed?
If I am supposed to trust my instinct and gut feeling, define my truth, and mind the signs, then I am who I am; I am the God of Sparta 4964. I am the Chosen One and I was born to win. Why is that my sense of certainty fluctuate? I know I am all of that. I have plenty of proof to tell me that I am. Why, because of a glitch in my prophecy, I feel like a fluke. All the while I am fully aware that I am special.
This is due [] (to) the affective disorder. From here I know that this Imposter Syndrome is due to sleep irregularity and chain smoking. Other tha[t] (than) that I should trust the revelations as they were presented to me, Yes indeed, I am God to Sparta 4964.
I don't need to start on a clean slate. I am fine the way I am. So I will li[f]e (live) my truth, believe my truth, and trust my truth. Yes indeed. Otherwise, my life all the while will be in vain. I am on a smooth sail toward a worthy ideal.
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