Mental Catharsis via the internet.

I can reflect upon my brain.  I must exist in some ineffable space beyond it. The philosopher can't understand how A and not-A can both be true. Doesn't see how "yes and no" is often the most legitimate of answers. Baffles him. Intolerant of paradox. Proud reason. In abstracto. Autonomous. Yielding to no authority outside its own bounds. It will be bound to its confusion for all time. Because it couldn't ever tolerate ambiguity. How she lived here, so will she live hereafter. Vain trusting in yourself and your own abilities to figure out life. Make strides and connections, but the totality you will never understand. Try some more. There's no solid ground for your idle meanders. Thoughts astray. They come back upon you again and again. They're always gonna come back to you. Until you believe.