Sometimes I look over my written thoughts, and hear a criticism in my head
That's just idealism.
That's idealistic.
I don't know if it's dismissively repellent or repellently dismissive. But either way I don't much care for it.
Rudeness dressed up as analysis is a particularly abhorrent piece of scorn.
It is the reserve of the lazy. Not just the lazy wordsmith but the genuinely lazy person.
Idealism takes fighting for - ask any soldier. It takes bleeding for. It takes taking a hit.
Those of us who believe in it, and have walked the walk occasionally take hits some might never comprehend, in stories never told.
But if you're planning any journey or working towards any aim or destination, what the devil is the point of keeping anything other than (what some might dismiss as) 'idealism' in mind?
If you don't know where you going, how on earth will you recognize what you've made when you get there?
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