I actually resonate far more strongly with this sentiment than you might expect. Some time in my earliest youth I grasped that I had a choice between seeking demonstrable facts and true information, or getting along with others. For some reason the very concept of sheltering myself and others from inconvenient truth made me recoil with something akin to horror. I purposed as a young child to allow no shield or means of misdirection to impede my grasp of reality, and to prefer being right to being victorious.
It is that box, that shield we can create and adopt ourselves to shelter us from reality we don't like, that best represents my own inner demons; my weakness, and is the most profound enemy of everything I have sought to be.
Thanks!
Agreed. I've come to understand the directions you have established for yourself, I am not underestimating that knowledge, was just having a bit of fun with you.
Nothing wrong with that =)
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