Morally Reprehensible

You may regard these writings as illogical and morally reprehensible. That’s perfectly all right with me! As I’ve been on a suicide mission of my ego, this suits the purpose well.

I used to agonize about having a sense of people not accepting me. Little by little, I’ve learned to loosen up. So what if the sauce is too spicy for some? It’s even distasteful to me at times.

Suffering might be a gateway to my highest self. Nothing can destroy what is truly Real. Hence, I have nothing to be afraid of.

Falling short of aesthetic perfection hurts. GOOD

People condemning me makes me anxious. GOOD

It’s easy to tell me it doesn’t matter if people dislike me. Another matter is to be the sensitive individual in question who gets denounced.

Yes, I contradict myself all the time. If you dimwit cannot understand the dichotomous nature of Reality, then we cannot communicate on a level of my thinking. That’s perfectly alright with me as well! Let’s talk about Finnish sports heroes instead.

Here’s the thing: I feel horrible when I get rejected. Then again, I give out all the information for you to make all kinds of assessments. Some of the perspectives favor me, and others do not.

Absolute transparency is essential for art. That’s why the brutal and uncompromising honesty.

My Workaway host did a Google search before we met. These crazy musings were amusing to him. On the same note, he might be in the minority. Probably countless prospective employers, business associates, and online hookups see it differently than he does.

“I read your stuff. You’re a strange guy, and I like that. It’s why we wanted you here.”

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