Now it's just me here for the most part.
Kerr, where did everyone go? You thought you were going to make friends. Where did you go wrong?
I always talk like I'm talking to myself. It must be a sad and contemptible reason why I talk this way, and I see more clearly it can be detected easily. Even if I hope that it won't be detected while I try to pass on what I think is interesting, I still am unable to consider the position of the listener who sees no value in the words nor any reason to try.
How arrogant I am. Very pitiful, much like some have described. I see much truth in it now.
Don't you, Kerr Cameron?
I can see that no one has given any indication to me that the method has worked for them. After days, after posting it elsewhere. No one I spoke to in real life gave any indication that they thought it really worked to me.
All the while I seem to have been talking only to myself, and did not consider the audience. Someone already told you, Kerr, that you had just found the answer for yourself, and in bold type like this is here, very clear for you to see.
Sad. Maybe before I thought so much about the Golden Ratio, I should have first thought about the Golden Rule, which is different but also can be called beautiful. Both Golden things have scope, simplicity, and consistency as a basis.
Kerr, you probably wouldn't have posted anything. Let me tell you why, Kerr Cameron: Consider, If I give nothing, I will get nothing. If I had spoke as if someone was listening, I would see that I didn't have to tell them. Instead I spoke in a way to enthuse myself, but not in a way that was suited to enthuse an objective listener. If I had spoke while considering the listener I would have included everything that was required to be clear, but I see that I only included what made it clear to me. Only for myself, which makes no sense because it was already clear to me, or I was somehow fooling myself into thinking so.
My whole thread here is a huge heap of nothing. :|
It has the quality of attracting more of nothing. It is dense in its nothingness. Look at all of the nothing that is in it, Kerr, and tell me then that they are wrong when they say: You're insane.
We can't get any more insane than this. Look how much we have typed all ready, you and I, me and myself, Kerr and also Kerr.
I can aim easier, but who cares. My hand . . . is just too shaky.