I am only myself when I forget who I am. I am a Fool. I am a Fool, full of delusions of grandeur for many a daydream’s worth of conquest. I like to tell myself fantastic stories. Stories of everyone having the best intentions and the greater good always winning out in the end. Dreaming up fairytales of a clear path forward, I pretend there is no such thing as a Moral-Paradox. I am very good at pretending and a world class wishful thinker. I am a Fool. A Fool full of illusions. Illusions of ha...