The reflection of my own mind is really quite hateful towards me.
I don't hate myself half as much as the reflection of my own mind implies I do.
This is one reason why I often wonder if the world really is a reflection of my own mind. Do I really hate myself that much? NO! Is the answer. I do respect myself and love myself - but the world does not.
Where does the dichotomy lie I wonder?
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The Humility, the Pride and the Humiliation.
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