April 14th 2025
Tonight, I am stepping into my own confessional.
The facts about who I am.
I am single.
I have never been happier.
Life is not unfair. I lead a privileged life to no one else's detriment. What is I mean by that is - to be fair - I am no different in my life than that of a look-a-like. I don't lead a double life. I am a proud individual. This alone confuses many people that fail to really know me.
The reason for saying this is simple.
I have been resented for being who I am in life. Yes.
However, the rules of life have never been more prominent to me, than to those who seek it for personal gain. Think of it as our capitalist aims in life. This juxtaposes how I feel about my growth. Growth is something I have aimed for in terms of my authenticity.
The lesson here is this:
I feel I am an artist. A poet. A philosopher. A writer. An actor (strictly in the Shakespearean sense of the word.) This is what I have come to in life.
REWIND (2min ago): As I mentioned herein, already having stated: I am resented.
FAST FOWARD (to now): if I never accomplish anything other than becoming a failure as an artist. . . I will be more than happy in my grave of rest.
MY POINT??: MY point (the endgame) is this. I have been written off by some. None too many. I know I have everything I want in life. That is why I am resented. For knowing this. That's the difference between me and the trend setters. . . I'm on brand. They are also. But the trends are for losers that think they know me. (That's how this ends.)
I am use to having love in my life for no better past. MY present is a beautiful disaster. The future - is a secret.
But because you may still be reading this - it is not a letter to you. IT is not a feel sorry for myself diary.
This is about typically ending the stereotype or what is prejudice against me. I refuse to be your victim. I play that role to no one's interest.
Here is the confession: I confess, that I live a privileged life. I really have nothing other than that to confess. I believe we are in constant renunciation. Although this renunciation is NOT a purge. The purge against me has been on for too too long. I am who you want me to be. Confessionals can be tricky things. You can never tell what the truth is. But - this. This is me. Undoubtedly. (But do you know what a contradiction is.)