A conversation
A: "Who are you really?"
B: "I'm your friendly nightmare. The one that sits well with you, and reminds you of what you should be and what you can attain if you will it"
B: " And now I tell you who you are: you're not the one of many who feeds itself with anguish to wallow in it and perish... you just seek up a storm, a making of your own will, a thought experiment, while you already know where to head, and what plan and organisation, logistics if you like, you need to carry though to get your hand on destiny... Now forget what I said, dream on, and walk tall... struggle, achieve whatever you can, and make the path and your destiny yours, not as a property but a flow of experience, an emanation of what your nature's core holds... dream on the storm.... "
B: "I'm your friendly nightmare. The one that sits well with you, and reminds you of what you should be and what you can attain if you will it"
B: " And now I tell you who you are: you're not the one of many who feeds itself with anguish to wallow in it and perish... you just seek up a storm, a making of your own will, a thought experiment, while you already know where to head, and what plan and organisation, logistics if you like, you need to carry though to get your hand on destiny... Now forget what I said, dream on, and walk tall... struggle, achieve whatever you can, and make the path and your destiny yours, not as a property but a flow of experience, an emanation of what your nature's core holds... dream on the storm.... "
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