Originally Posted by Abraxas Yeah, I'm just going off what I know. That works just as well. I was just trying to justify myself to @lirulin and @MindBomb who both see Ne and Ti in my posts. They're not the only ones either.
I think the reason why, also, is because I word things defensively. Instead of just speaking my mind straight to the point, matter of fact, no bullshit, 'it's this, fuck you' decisively like an INTJ would, I try to 'be fair' and offer other options to the reader. But the truth is that in my
I've found my manta, my peaceful center. The idea upon which to found my identity and work outward from.
Reality is only a simulation.
Everything is basically bullshit. We love to play games, and make-believe, and pretend things matter, but they don't. Not really. It's pointless to become so involved that you can't step back and remember that fact. To forget what is really happening.
Just as the sun obscures the stars by day, so to does wakefulness obscure
It all begins with madness.
At the heart of knowledge is insanity. To know a thing is to forfeit sanity.
Enthusiasm begets ignorance. I shall seek confidence without passion. Informed indifference.
What real value has truth anyway? It means so much, yet reality continues in its own fashion regardless of my interest in it. I see no reason to become excited about anything.
As I come closer to the converging infinities, my sense of self sharpens,