There was a reverend in America in the sixties who kept a diary for years in which he wrote down everything he did, including trips to the toilet. I wonder if it stopped him sinning, stopped him masturbating for instance, because he knew he would have to write it down if he did, or maybe he lied to himself and thought 'I'll just do this, but I won't write it down.' What would your relationship with the everpresent diary be? Would it be a tool of self-improvement or a limiting factor because you are always aware that will be judged for what you do you? And then is it just a God symbol?
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