Conceited

Being afraid and selfish to share ideas.

I'm conceited and... afraid.

Do you know how often I have a great idea or thought? And do you know how often I criticize, rework, and have philosophical discussions with myself?

All. The. Time.

For all I know, I could be the next Neale Donald Walsh.

In all honesty, I read his first five books many times as a student in college. They worked for me at the time, however, one day I didn't think of them again, until this writing. On a side note, I don't plan on having similar discussions and publicizing them.

Or maybe, if I am famous to some someday, maybe this will get brought up. It only takes the internet.

I wonder how many people have "great" ideas and don't do anything about them. Probably 99.9% of them (see last writing No Focus).

Right now, I believe these writings are coming from a place of anger. Im tired of reading about auditing, riskiness, independence in fact, I want something else right now.

Another escape. That way I can continue avoiding whatever I'm avoiding.