a musing: derivations of a non-conformist idealist

There’s a war inside me.  It’s been raging for some time.  Sometimes it’s relatively quiet.  Other times, it’s a killing field.  I know how it will end.  But I let it rage.  I’ll get tired.  Eventually.  Like right now.  And I can see the end.  It’s not diarrhea and the end is not me sitting [...]