Turquoise wrote:
He means living vicariously through children... which actually is a good point...
Close but no.
SenorToenails wrote:
David.P wrote:
Have as many as you want. It wont change the fact you're all scared of dying so you must leave a memorandum of yourself to make the pain easier.
(Especially with a knife in your neck)
What? Try to make some sense, will ya?
Edit: Turquoise cleared that up... Not sure about the knife in your neck part, but whatever.
It means: You are going to die one day, You know that, And you cant prevent that, Because you are not Immortal. So you must leave something of yourself, A memory or more likely a replacement of yourself, So when you die you know you've done good by passing your genes on to another generation, It's been like that since sentient life began to split from it's self and evolve separately, And it will continue till the universe ends. And this is also the curse of existence, To be in eternal pain and cause pain to others to relieve it. Whether the pain is Hunger, Sex, or Other.
Thats why there is no point for anyone to procreate because you will just die and cause more to pain to other living beings who would cause pain to you.
And this is why i feel no need for love, compassion, or any of your so called "Good emotions" To me they dont feel good, Infact they dont feel like anything at all. But... The ones you deem negative and bad, they they feel like something to me! They feel "Pleasant" to put in a way that you would understand. Not as an insult to your intelligence, Just as an explanation to how my mind works, It may not be "Normal" Or "Happy" But i like what it is when working to my benefit. I like that it turns off most of my "useless to me emotions" Such as Happiness and Fear(To an extent) I like that it gives me pleasure from Violence towards myself inflicted by others or by myself to them.
It maybe primal or just an insanity but violence speaks to me more than any other feeling, Something which noone else can feel like i do. But i detest violence when done to those who do not deserve it, I know i am not an eternal judge who sees ,hears, and knows all! But i am smart enough to realize what you are doing is wrong, And if i can i will stop you from bringing more harm to those different or in disagreement with you.
See this is what a life of emotional, mental, psychological, and physical, abuse leads to. Some people kill themselves, Some kill others, And a few very few learn to cope and walk the delicate line between the two. I am not Normal and i know it, Nor ill i ever be normal by the modern definition.
When i say stuff related to suicide and violence most of it is untrue but you can never guess what is and what is'nt, Because they are indistinguishable from each other by a thin line walking on the border of truth and fallacy. Sometimes i dont even know if i am...
Being Serious or Not Being Serious... Sometimes i dont even have a concrete personality, Not one that can be molded like Jell-O, Or one that drifts between different states of mental existence, But one that chooses a new personality trait to suit it's self for the time being, Before it starts working against me or i just get bored of it. But one thing always remains about me, Not my physical form, Or my Identity, But my pleasure from violence and acts of violence. Whatever i am i like it and hate it at the same time, Because i can never choose one or the other.
Ya guys i know i'm really really fucked up...
EDIT: See where the knife comes from Toenails?
Last edited by David.P (2008-01-21 21:17:33)