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Note: Not a post for the fainthearted. Only tackle if you care to.
Just so you know... I'm not anti-white/anti-race-thing. For now i'm against box mentality... we do not care outside our own boxed life and boxed television.
There is so much pain and suffering in this world,.. but no, they are terrorists (doesn't matter who or why the war on terror was created)... they are leeching aids-infested third-worlders (doesn't matter if they had their natural ability taken and replaced by a machine that cannot maintain them)... no, they are criminals, they are animals, the news does not consider them more important than a irrelevant number, for the loss of one unborn baby evokes a stronger reaction than the genocide of a species.
I see alot. I care alot. I have the power to care. I am developing the power to solve.
When a person is attacked on the street, I approach, survey the situation, ascertain what forces are at play. Help meet the objectives and desires of all. This is a dangerous situation for me, my empathy can easily pull me into a conflict that will result in many casualties... but without me,.. it would not resolve.
When a drunk hobo is lost amongst the train, demanding help and only being scorned by all those around him. We seek each other out, we help each other out. Someone in his state, he knows pain... as do I... and I use the power I have worked towards, in order to make his journey through life a little easier... if only to show him there is another person in this world who cares for the scorned.
When a fly is trapped inside a car as I walk down the street, I will effortlessly break into the car to free it, and return the vehicle back into it's original state. I cannot communicate with flies yet, but I doubt they want their day spent inside a burning hot car. A fly is a living creature, no matter how brief their lives, our own lives are probably just as brief through the milleniums...
Through all the people that have died in my life, the gangs, the relatives, the friends, the enemies, the random casualties... seeing people shredded apart before my eyes, watching them in hospital as they try to hang on dear life... sometimes operating on them with my own bare hands... to whatever ends I took to see me and those around me survive this journey...
And you wonder why my jesus here is plastic? Because regardless of romanticisations or fancied beliefs, that is precisely what this material object is. A plastic jesus with it's hand broken by an abusive relative. It was once capable of glowing in the dark... but I do not remember seeing it do such for a long, long time...
I care for those 5... I care for much more than you currently care to know... your own selves included... you are not within my prayers, you are within my heart. So, feel i'm an asshole all you wish. I am only the one voice of a human minority that for all I know starts and ends with me...
You may attack me for incomprehensibility, or the harsh way I deliver my own harsh reality, but for anyone who tried to understand... I will try to understand your opinion too.
Possibly, but I have endured similar for little known reason myself.The only way I can ever see this becoming something exciting, is if they catch the person, and give me a week alone with them, I'd want them sedated but with full feeling.
(Do you think that makes me sound a little psychotic?)
There was a time my intelligence was merely in the top echelon... have you ever had the desire to gaze into the void? You may understand why I have spent many days trying to communicate with most people again, and will continue to if only to help those who desire it.One day you might actually write a post that makes sense !!!!
Just so you know... I'm not anti-white/anti-race-thing. For now i'm against box mentality... we do not care outside our own boxed life and boxed television.
There is so much pain and suffering in this world,.. but no, they are terrorists (doesn't matter who or why the war on terror was created)... they are leeching aids-infested third-worlders (doesn't matter if they had their natural ability taken and replaced by a machine that cannot maintain them)... no, they are criminals, they are animals, the news does not consider them more important than a irrelevant number, for the loss of one unborn baby evokes a stronger reaction than the genocide of a species.
I see alot. I care alot. I have the power to care. I am developing the power to solve.
When a person is attacked on the street, I approach, survey the situation, ascertain what forces are at play. Help meet the objectives and desires of all. This is a dangerous situation for me, my empathy can easily pull me into a conflict that will result in many casualties... but without me,.. it would not resolve.
When a drunk hobo is lost amongst the train, demanding help and only being scorned by all those around him. We seek each other out, we help each other out. Someone in his state, he knows pain... as do I... and I use the power I have worked towards, in order to make his journey through life a little easier... if only to show him there is another person in this world who cares for the scorned.
When a fly is trapped inside a car as I walk down the street, I will effortlessly break into the car to free it, and return the vehicle back into it's original state. I cannot communicate with flies yet, but I doubt they want their day spent inside a burning hot car. A fly is a living creature, no matter how brief their lives, our own lives are probably just as brief through the milleniums...
Through all the people that have died in my life, the gangs, the relatives, the friends, the enemies, the random casualties... seeing people shredded apart before my eyes, watching them in hospital as they try to hang on dear life... sometimes operating on them with my own bare hands... to whatever ends I took to see me and those around me survive this journey...
And you wonder why my jesus here is plastic? Because regardless of romanticisations or fancied beliefs, that is precisely what this material object is. A plastic jesus with it's hand broken by an abusive relative. It was once capable of glowing in the dark... but I do not remember seeing it do such for a long, long time...
I care for those 5... I care for much more than you currently care to know... your own selves included... you are not within my prayers, you are within my heart. So, feel i'm an asshole all you wish. I am only the one voice of a human minority that for all I know starts and ends with me...
You may attack me for incomprehensibility, or the harsh way I deliver my own harsh reality, but for anyone who tried to understand... I will try to understand your opinion too.