the one-way fame of generational flaw
Excuses express certainty so well the cynicism is practically fortune-telling.
Selflessness unravels cynicism with heroic progress.
The worst that we are loves rewarding self-sabotage.
Rewards are not moral.
Love alone is not moral, yet selflessness exercises perpetually burgeoning saviours.
Doubt HOPES God is real.
Doubters can't be wrong if it's wrong to doubt doubt.
The irony is painfully predictable: Certainty is a two-headed snake.
One head "doubt" and one head "Done!"
Me "Start writing."
Head 1>"I" doubt that would work.
Head 2>Done! I get shit done.
certainty = risk x (doubt + done)