Icarus_Falling wrote:
I confess that I often wonder if free will is to fate as good is to evil, that they are the very same thing merely observed from different precepts.
I confess that I believe there is a difference between good and evil; while they go with each other, they are not the same. I confess that while I believe it's possible to manipulate the view of each of these concepts, the intent behind it - that is, the desire to do right or wrong - makes a great deal of difference.
I confess that I think (know) that he's a good person.
I confess that I'm sitting on the bed right now, because the desk's shelves are too low for the laptop to be open, plus the chair looks older than most life, and I don't really want to risk breaking it.
I confess that the curtains above the bed are steadily slipping downwards, and I'm quite sure that they'll hit me at some point in the night.
I confess that the mirror on the wall is crooked and too low for me.
I confess that I'm not in my house, but rather a rented beach house. I confess that I like looking around the room, just for the change of scenary. (I confess that I so can't spell today.) I confess there is no 'net access in this house, but I'm allowed to use my father's computer from 8PM on.
I confess that I feel quite sick, and as this is vacation, I view this as totally uncool.
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"Nothing worth having is easy."
Three years!