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In a sudden moment of lucid thought, I realized that in order to discover self, I needed to have a body of material in which to analyze my psyche. Something concrete--even tangible.
so in order to look into myself, I thought it would be wise to write a believed "truth of life"
If i wrote one "truth" every day, they would eventually conflict with eachother, letting me delve into my flawed thinking and help narrow down my thoughts into a single ideology.
so this is it:
Thought #1.
Pubic hair one grew on the elbows of our early ancestors.