I'm not sure if my laughter at the Good Doktor's posts is the kind that is self-defensive (You know, the kind that keeps you from crying instead) or actual laughter. I guess only time will tell.
@ NotPubli: As I said, it's probably (More than half, at least) my fault the BIP did not have the (Whatever it is) intended effect. I'm easy to indoctrinate, I've unfortunately discovered. I also twist my indoctrinations into whatever settles best with me.
And yeah, I always try way too hard. Another wonderful flaw of mine.
@ Isa: I know, rite? I'd like it very much if I found myself NOT trying to become wise anymore, but, unfortunately, it's something I've been working towards for the past few years now, and it's rather hard to stop the momentum I've already got going. I'm trying, but it's like trying to stop a raging elephant by throwing a pebble.
@ Sigmatic: Nice to know it's (Probably) only a temporary thing.
@ The Good Doktor Howl: I'm down on every stupid fucking thing that comes out of my stupid fucking face too.
You see, I've realized that if I sit in my room and philosophize, then of course all of my philosophies and ideas I come up with will sound completely rational to me, since there's nobody there with me to say "No, dude, you're just being retarded."
If I didn't think I'd be criticized, I wouldn't have come on here. If there's one thing PD.com is good for, I've discovered, it's for putting my high and mighty ideals in check. I've needed that, recently.
Thanks, by the way.
(Although, I'll note that this is, more probably than not, me trying to CYA and save face. I'll leave it up to you to decide whether or not it is, since I'm not sure what it is myself.)