Fragments Chapter 9 Page 9

Analysing his own ramblings is interesting enough but he realises that that is exactly what they are – ramblings. Chaotic and unimportant bitching sessions about the world. Writing it down made no difference. If anything, it probably made it worse.

This grey area between what he was, and what he is now, seems to be serving as a buffer of sorts. A buffer with which he could view his former self as another separate person. A nice way to judge himself objectively and discard the parts he now felt were not useful anymore. Prune himself in a way. He flicks forward to the next page where he seems to have argued with himself on the last point:

An interesting idea but the government are not some external, foreign agent imposed on us. They are just people like