Memory is sometimes tentative, it is searching in memories from just now, from a very long time ago and in the future. Reinforcing what I need.

"The kind-hearted, honourable, independent; the real magnificent specimen, are absent except in wishful thinking. Filled with love, we look at all the rubbish and exaggerate and twist it to the desired value so that we get more imaginary value in our heart-warming nearness."

Giving myself the green light for trifles

and to be applauded by the vermin who misinterpret...

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What you have and do just now counts.

What you had and have done is burned out and nothing.

We exist until we no longer exist...


That is the logic of the Now.