Eram Sum Ero.

Oremus Mare.

I believe in you.

March 16, 2025

A Letter to Those Who Claim ‘I am…’

To those who claim “I am,” understand this: engaging with an ‘I, an…’ is not a real conversation—it is a meaningless waste of time.

What is an “I, an” ? Great question!

An “I, an” is a thing that may accept your surrender without realizing that it believes it’s acceptance is ultimately meaningless—while constantly committing ad hoc rescue fallacies to shield themselves from their own contradictions.

A discussion is only productive if both sides seek Truth through truth. But an ‘I, an…’ does not seek Truth nor truth—it seeks performance, attention, and the illusion of intellect. Those who dwell in contradiction do not care if their beliefs hold weight; they only care if they can wear them well.

• You argue for coherence; it argues for the right to contradict themselves.

• You pursue meaning; it insists meaning is whatever they decide in the moment.

• You seek Truth through truth; it seeks to be seen.

This is not an exchange of ideas—it is a verbal attritional test in which one side builds, and the other erases.

Imagine writing a sentence you truly believe in while an eraser hovers above you. Regardless of what you write, your words will be erased—again and again—until you write exactly what the eraser wants you to write.