ploughs the fertile
soil of prejudice.
Self-delusion
feels really good.
Dingo the Dissident
THE BLOG OF DISQUIET : Qweir Notions in the Armpit of Diogenes by DINGO the DISSIDENT binge-thinker since February 2008.
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2 comments:
Yeah, don't it though?
I indulge myself as often as possible. Something or someone always comes along to spoil it, though-usually its me.
Having been raised as an Ulster Protestant and become an anthropophobic atheist, self-delusion doesn't come easy. I keep looking for something convincing to delude myself with - a sort of old age and Alzheimer's insurance. Any ideas for a good self-delusion ?
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