Contradictions...

I was just commenting to someone about how a blogger we both read seems to often contradict herself. It dawned on me, “Duh, stupid, that is what your entire being is about. You are one big contradiction.” ************************************ Doesn’t what I crave but what I do differ entirely? Of course they do. I don’t act on my passions. I maintain my limits no matter how close I may linger at times. (Not that I’d ever admit if I had crossed them.) ************************************ “A damned saint, an honourable villain,” a dramatic oxymoron. Is that what I have been trying to get across to my readers? Or maybe I’m a dialetheia… ************************************ Jean Valjean had an ethical dilemma; stealing is wrong but so is letting one’s family starve. I’m I not battleing my own ethical dilemma? Nurturing my soul and nurturing my family. I don’t want to be the man who dies of hunger and thirst in Aristotle’s De Caelo. ************************************ Oh, I’m delving far deeper than I care to go this late at night. It’s never good when I start quoting plays and philosophers. My head now hurts so I shall retire to bed.