Information is observed, predisposed to a bias based on the nature of its content and the source by which it is obtained. the membrane is that of a very simple criteria. does it conflict with the current ideals/beliefs that make up your current identity apparatus? if so, the information is discarded. if not, it is sent directly to the nexus of the mind and used to reinforce the protective layers. in either case, we rarely deem information as truth or untruth, but rather warp the bits and pieces we find useful to preserve the facade of an identity.
I am the architect.
i have constructed a world inside my head far more perfect than reality.
i am introverted, so i succeed in silence.
i am methodical, calculatively following specific steps in order to get what i want. i plan with tremendous attention to detail.
i always act with precision.
i take on life with the same approach i would use to design a blueprint. some would say i'm a mastermind. "inside every cynical person there is a disappointed idealist"
I am the adventurer.
i use aesthetic, sensual connections to color the gray world around me.
i am introverted, so i create in silence.
i am rebellious, i push the limits of society and how we perceive things like art and beauty. i am a risk taker and a free spirit.
i always act with harmony.
i take on life with the same approach i would use to paint a canvas. some would say i'm an artist. "anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never truly grows old"
What you told me never mattered. words were your attempt to escape the situation. props, it almost worked, but i realized your body language spoke more fluently than your words. your lips might have said you had no passion. but your eyes burned a fire that told me a different story. will i hold your dishonesty against you? nah. a good liar always excites me 🔥
Sugar, shake and rattle me. glitter gleam bedazzle me, just tell me how you're down for me. even if you have to fib, tell me what you love about me, exaggerate wanting to be around me. bite your lip so god d**n tactfully, pour up some shots and laugh with me.
make me chase a little passively.
you know your love is all i want.
why do you have to battle me?
The closest you can be to perfect is working for your purpose. don't ever say you deserve it if you can't drop everything else to earn it. the struggle comes from learning. being comfortable is the opposition, depleted from lack of sleep is sweet at the top position.
honestly it comes down to psychology. it's looking at your haters and saying ain't none of you f*****g stopping me. if you think getting out of bed is scary how the f**k will you be legendary. the more time it takes, the more your mind should be made. success will shape your life but it's only a state of mind, let your destiny control you while i'm just creating mine 🌊