At what point do one's actions become their character? Are we to factor in "good" and "bad" deeds from our childhood, prepubescence, and adolescence to create such a picture? Can a long stream of "good" negate a blip of "bad"? What if it is more than a blip? What if it is a muddied puddle of good and bad intentions? Or a general lack of intentions whatever?
It seems silly and sick for me to ask questions to which there is no answer. What is good? Haha, that's a funny one! I've never been able to touch, taste, smell, or feel good, and yet the definition exists in the core of my being, in my knowiest of knowings. In my silence, the good is deafening.
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