The Beginning

Having a lot of trouble dealing with people for whom the world is simple. Life is not easily boxed up and categorized – there is too much chaos, too many overlaps.

I am finally faced with the final idea that I do not really know myself. This is the beginning of true and personal freedom. Now I begin to understand what I really want to do with what I have been given.

I have worn out the last cliche, the final acquired idea. Now there is nothing.