a pattern in static

The benefit of the doubt.

my conscience asked me what the ‘benefit of the doubt’ means. I took the lack of understanding as a lack of experience. Not ignorance but naivety. My conscience is happy in this state, so I told her that you mostly learn about the benefit of the doubt when you’re in love, but it mostly entails fooling yourself.

I have come to recognize that the world is full of shit, not to generalize, I recognize MY world is full of shit (not in a deeply cynical sense where everyone is rotten on the inside.) in a sense that, as Shakespeare has said, all the world is a stage and we are actors. He knew that there wasn’t a single legit person in sight. It’s all a front. This is beginning to sound more cynical than I want it to. Have fun with your role. I have this hypothesis that we have exact control over how we are perceived, my advice is to have some fun with the role you are playing. Control yourself. If we come to accept the simplicity of this blueprint you can easily see the answer. The key to happiness is bullshit, the key is to lie. Again, not in the deeply cynical sense, but in the springtime-of-my-love, I’ll-never-forget-this kind of way. IT’S ALL IN THE GAME.

Maybe if you bullshit yourself enough about how awesome you are, you eventually become that fucking awesome. People need to loosen up. The whole thing seems like a cosmic laugh anyway.