A self

I need this space, I need it. I need it more so when the mind is becoming active. I need this space to slow down, be true to myself and others in equal measure. I need a dark side which is wholly welcoming, unquestioning and understanding. To pour your thoughts in pain, in happiness, is in a way destructive for the self. The reason for this is that the mind functions in solitude and the unconscious self works its way when the mind is marred by confusion. There I go, losing the plot. So therefore, one cannot pour one's thoughts without being subjected to the self-critic, flatterer etc. Indulging a dark side in crude words, just takes care of everything unnecessary.