psyche

Sixth form teaching has for the most part just ended. No more lessons. Easy term; just exams.

This is it! I am no longer a conscious being; I am now a vessel of hatred, arrogance and greed and all my actions are symptoms of human delusion. Exams! Racking up A*s! No matter how much I hate pressure or failure or being continuously outclassed, I have to say, this is good. This is what I was born to do.

To those of you doing exams, I say:

• Read the question once quickly and once carefully.
• Call upon every fact and unit of wit you have ever possessed and answer the question.*
• Never despair.

To those of you competing at life, I say:

• Hold your trump card till the end.
• Call upon every fact and unit of wit you have ever possessed and make your move.**
• Never lose your cool.

* Writing your answer down is very important too.
** Preferably the best move.

To paraphrase Joshua Waitzkin, it’s the second mistake that gets you. Make a mistake but then make the best of the resulting scenario. Such is the grand compromise.

Such is death.

Pax