a reply to: Chadwickus
A while back, I was convinced that a man was an operative during 9/11. I had never believed in 9/11 conspiracy theories. Turns out that guy was an
actor. Funny thing is, I'm usually decent at knowing when people are honest. Something still makes me wonder why he was able to emotionally
present his story the way that would be expected. I've debated with myself since that possibly he knows something and that allowed him to take his
own story seriously, like truth by proxy.
But because of that, I started to question what I read in Trump. Disingenuous is not an emotional trait that is visible with him. But now that I
have learned that even my ability to read people can be somewhat flawed, or if not, I can be caused to doubt myself, my guard is up even more and I
pay even more strict attention.
Or do I? Because I thought I did already.
I don't even believe in the typical UFO theories and yet I've seen one here in Ballston Spa, NY. I know that I saw something insane, but no reports
or videos or anything even come close to resembling what I saw. Made an ass of myself mentioning it at all. Because I witnessed it all by myself.
A political quiz I took labeled me as only one point toward conservative/authoritarian. The dot that represented me was touching "0".
It's interesting because I am quite passionate about my stances. Those who know me know me as two different people - the quiet, observant, resting
"I hate you" face type (it's just my face, dawg, chill) - the on-my-feet public speaking, passionate, man of a million facts and possibilities and
the inevitable conclusions to every scenario type. Well, there is the one person few get to see... that's the if you argue or fight with me my
mission is checkmate, foo type. Rare, that person is a cortisol injection overdose to the perceived enemy.
But I've learned to treat people as tomes instead of soldiers of different factions. I analyze the tomes and acquire as much information as possible,
and set them on the memory shelf and wait for experience to prove which memory tomes to keep and which to place on the bad selection shelf. If a
tome has new insight, I stay quiet. If old insight that I know, I communicate. If old insight proven wrong, the character of that one will
determine whether I stay quiet. A tome written upon with a pencil can be erased and rewritten, and evidence of the scars of life underscore and
highlight the changes; but a tome written in ink can only be replaced should it be in error.