"Self-Help"
Past midnight, yet I don't want to let go of the day.
I've been trying to figure out the true reason I refuse to read self-help books or any sort of personality guidance books, and I've been failing. It's as if I have a primal fear that I can't explain or put into words, yet it's there and I know it's there for a reason. One part of that is the fact that I have yet to see a person who reads such stuff whom I'd take as a role, it seems to put everyone into that hypnotic cycle of mediocrity while achieving nothing of true greatness. "You must have chaos within you to give birth to a dancing star" is something I believe in, no great thing has happened as a result of mental stability, as a result of a mind that has been domesticated, optimized for the system. But this is still not an objective answer to my question. I can prove nothing of what I'm saying in an objective argument. After all, how would seeing the author's point of view hurt, you can just ignore it. Except you can't, it's been skillfully designed to delude you into seeing the world empirically, as lists of goals and tools. I don't want to live such a life, where I have a specific destination, I want to roam around, and keep roaming for life, I want to go where ever life takes me. Do I really need an explicit goal?