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Everyone Deserves A Chance, Even One's Without A Point

Everyone should be given a chance, more chances, every chance. Questions should always come first. I don't believe even serial killers should be shot to kill. Shoot them in the arm, the leg, anywhere most likely non-fatal that will still incapacitate them.

I don't like guns in general; it's too much power, we're obviously not responsible enough. I don't believe they have to be completely banned, they certainly have their uses or they wouldn't still be in use. Hunting is probably the most justified use. Responsible hunting, not crazy shoot-everything-for-the-fun-of-it hunting. I do believe at the very least you should have to go through thorough screenings before getting a license to get a gun. And no one should be given an automatic gun, or any gun that's unnecessarily powerful without good training and justification. I feel like guns should be at least like driving where you must be sixteen to get a license and then you go through mandatory training for a couple of years. I've never touched a gun, or a bullet, I don't know much about guns, really.

Violence is a tough topic. In some cases it can be good, in some bad, you'd need thousands of words to even touch upon the topic. I was a bit of a violent kid, well, younger child. I wasn't anything too serious, but violence and shouting would be my first line of defense after lying and probably crying. Violence shouldn't ever be the answer. Some people are naturally violent people. You can argue some rough and tumble play as a child can really help development. As long as it's handled responsibly.

Morals. We all have them, even subconsciously. If you're a neuro-divergent human maybe something is different up in the noggin, but you still have some sort of moral set. I saw a show where there was a scientist who was studying criminals' brains and he needed a control brain to be scanned. He used his own. Turned out the one brain that was showing signs of psychopathy was his. He was a psychopath. Somewhere on the lower scale, "closer to normal" maybe. He asked his friends, the people around him and they said they thought he was a bit empathy-less at times, and that it didn't surprise them that much. He still functioned in society pretty well. Not every one with a mental differentiation or illness is a "loony" that cannot perform in society.

The brain is a mustardious thing. Humans are pretty incredible too. Really, everything on this earth is quite amazing. Like quantum mechanics and quantum theory. The power of the observer. Particles on a quantum level are just possibilities, nothing is definite till someone says it is. The marital status of five is not up for debate. It seems like the simplest of things- we don't know what we don't know. You cannot say China exists if you do not have a live feed of China. You cannot say you are not the only human in existence and you've made everyone else up. But who says your made up humans are any less than so-called real humans? If you believe in something what makes it any less real than anything else? If someone else can't see it then who says it isn't you who made them not see it? Who says they aren't just an unimaginative person? Quantum mechanics is a bit of an existential crisis, and I could talk about it forever. How electrons travel in waves and as solid matter. How they exist and don't exist and co-exist at the same time. How it doesn't make sense to even ask where the electron went. If a tree falls in a forest and no one is there to hear it, did it fall at all? If a kid breaks in a school
and no one around chooses to hear do they make a sound? Are they just the background noise
of a soundtrack stuck on repeat when people say things like kids can be cruel? That last bit is a spon for a poem called To This Day and it's very good, I'd recommend it.

I love poetry. I love words, the way they change and stay the same. The way you can invent new ones and bring back old ones. How some work together like cheese and tomato and some compete for dominance like a bear and a moose. I don't think bears and moose fight each other that often. Really I'd imagine them having tea together. Sidetracking, nice. Tangents are my thing, [un]fortunately. This is chapter 99, one left, nice. This is probably the best grammar of any chapter in this book, and it probably has the most words. Is there a word limit? Must be more than ten thousand because some chapters on here are 10/10 long. I read scroll, where are my scroll buddies? Pages just isn't my thing. I also read night-mode with black background and white writing. I did that because I thought it would save battery, also because it's easier on the eyes at night, and more stealthy. A bit of a win-win-win.