In a World too Often Governed by Corruption and Arrogance, it can be Difficult to Stay True to One's Philosophical and Literary Principles

That quote got annoying after a while in season two of A Series of Unfortunate Events, didn't it? There's probably a paradox based after it. That has nothing to do with anything I'm about to say. Or type. Or convey to you. If I did that, I would not stay true to my philosophical and literary principles due to the arrogance of presuming that everything I say has a deeper hidden meaning.Nothing is pure black and white, because everything becomes a thick, omnipotent layer of gray, like a fog, if you think into it at all. If you're clever, you brain becomes a prism, turning the gray into a multitude of colours that muddle things up even more. My brain used to be a pile of sand, at the start of the year. Gradually, conflicting emotions and events smelted it into a pane of glass. I expected to be hit by a wave of enlightenment, but all I got was a gray fog. So I worked to shape my brain into a brilliant prism. I made myself see colour. Now, the colours are blinding me, in a way. I don't know what to do, so I do nothing, And the colours get darker and duller, my brain melts down, until I'm back seeing a gray barrier. Maybe I'm mistaken, but I'm pretty sure I was only seeing in primary colours. There is no orange or purple perspective. I could barely see green. As soon as probation kicked in, I just saw dim colours, like a depressing war movie about World War I or something. Stupid books. Stupid high reading level. Stupid me. I'm too stubborn. I can't just read a boring book for points. A Series of Unfortunate Events is too ow a reading level for me. Oh well. Life will go on, impacted in no way shape or form by my mistake. Also I was sick on Friday. And I had a doctor's appointment. So that's why I was not there.

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A highlight of this week was the part before probation. I was feeling good about myself. I guess my mind was governed by corruption and arrogance, and I didn't stay true to my literary and philosophical principles.A low light was kind of the rest of the week. Except Friday. Friday was OK. But the rest of the week was not.

I learned that most weeks follow a pattern for the different days. Monday and Tuesday always are super long for me. Wednesday is kind of fast. Thursday and Friday, thought, are like lightspeed. Done before they started. I also learned that in a world too often governed by corruption and arrogance, it can be difficult to stay true to one's philosophical and literary principles. If you're observant and have too much time on your hands, you could go deep into the depths of my psyche and learn every minute detail from this blog, and the other ones. someone should make a video game out of that.