So, it's all very obtuse
Because it's all like, like, I don't know
So, like, I started thinking
That everything I operate on
Is based on what I believe god was telling me to do
God could be my intuition or whatever
But I always assume
I always assume that the voice I hear is the voice of god
Then I started thinking
What if I'm insane
So I'm operating on the premise that I'm hearing the voice of god
Or what I perceive to be god speaking to me or through me
But maybe I'm completly in...
So all my...
Demagoguery in my life about me thinking that my life has importance
My, my..
Thinking that my life has importance
My, my, my thought of it
And the fact that I believe that I'm following my intuition
Which in and of itself may be completely false
So then I started freaking out thinking...
Of itself may be completely false
And again this creature that believes that he's acting upon
Heavenly intuition, but meanwhile he's totally rampant
And I started thinking maybe this is the cause
Of all the negativity against...

B.C.

E eis que depois de uma tarde de "quem sou eu" e de acordar a uma hora da madrugada ainda em desespero - eis que as tres horas da madrugada acordei e me encontrei. Fui ao encontro de mim. Calma, alegre, plenitude sem fulminacao. Simplesmente eu sou eu. E voce e voce. E vasto, vai durar.
O que te escrevo e um "isto". Não vai parar : continua.
Olha para mim e me ama. Não : tu olhas para ti e te amas. E o que esta certo.
O que te escrevo continua e estou enfeiticada.

Clarice Lispector