Hello Mate

I took a review on my notes, journals, drafts, scribbles, etc.

I therefore conclude that, I am not the same person who wrote such things.
Whoever he is, hes gone. dead, replaced, transformed, transcend, evolved, whatever.

I consider this place as sanctuary. A refugee.
A direct window to right hemisphere of my brain which is managed by my left.
They cannot oppose each, for it will cause destruction. Hence, it supports each other in harmony.