i caught us all redhanded. our best efforts and dedication show in the art of mimicry. let's not be pleased with ourselves, people. we have mastered detriment: mimicry, a technique we use against ourselves in trying to build ourselves into something that, believe it or not, is smaller than ourselves. we aren't getting any bigger in our attempts to obtain somebody else's quality. we already have our own belongings inside that are the equivalent of absolute greatness. success is conspicuous. perhaps we've packed away our successes in suitcases, though, for our souls to sit and stare at because we lack knowing the structure of our spirits.
i find "knowing" to be absolute. one of the most beautiful things we can do. that, and the process of unlearning the petty things we picked up through a characteristical barter and trade system. we don't know what we don't know, but we also know what we know; we don't own what we don't have; we own what is ours. my point: to thine own self be true.
i'm half way through finishing my cup of hot tea. it's cold inside starbucks today. the olympics has inspired me, so after this entry i'm going to play "trainer" with myself. the human body is amazing. you train it to be fearless and its performance is what most would deem impossibility. so hello, i decided i am going to be my own trainer for the rest of my life. we can't allow our abilities to lay dormant in us. do it and you'll be miserable with the perks of mimicry mastery, which is nothing beneficial to you. achieve the experience of splurging into your own success, it will lead you to a new introduction in your life and a conversational piece that starts with "hello" to your creator.
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