IFD,.. a disease I happen to be acutely affected with,… After publishing the last post,.. I re-read over the article,.. and upon completion the rigors of my illness made themselves keenly apparent.. Yes I find nothing but disgust in the words I have written. You see, I am a conglomerant of a man. Comprised of many peices, small and large. All the problems I face stem from that very idea,. that being that I am only a puzzle built of pieces that can be plucked away and re-arranged at will. The peices are formulations of my past experiences, and are subject to revision due to the failing memory I possess. At anyrate the constant choas I experience due to the rival factions that fight their wars in my mind make for a quite disturbing picture as I write away in these journals,…