he can feel his contempt for the old ways of the world resurfacing in his mind. Old patterns were hard to overwrite and he contemplates and even agrees with some of the journal entries.
He is starting to feel like himself again, but he is not sure if he likes it. Maybe moving on to another unrelated entry would help:
Society has always been, if you think about it as a collective, a drunk, instinct driven maniac. A maniac who has been trained to hate his own body for giving him erections. Urges caused by natural instincts but for some strange reason, labelled and suppressed as wrong, filthy and perverse.
What a mental conflict! What a battle between the heart and mind, between desire and some so called “moral