ShadowboxerBaby////.

i went through the last year and half of my life in tweets the other night. its strange how memories can get convoluted with the passing of time. i was so sure. so sure. i knew the exact cause and effect of certain unraveling events in my life. i knew it. no shadow. no doubt. and one fraction of a moment spent examining arbitrary 140 character snapshots of my previous thoughts and everything i knew is proven false. i talk alot about alot and always come back around to the same conclusion. paraphrasing socrates: the only true knowledge comes from the acceptance that one knows nothing. at one point in my life this idea brought me out of a years long period of aversive tension and im hoping this shocking personal revelation can force me back into living with this idea in mind. therefore putting an end to my current regression into my horror. to take on the concept of being all knowing. even in the trite events of ones own life is too destroy that life. there are too many variables that can not be enumerated. the force of control is too lose all control. embracing my chaos might save me yet.