it is 2:00 am and I am beyond exhausted. I am angry and tired. The sole catalysts of the most heinous acts of man... simply a monkey motorized by a heightened ability to absorb data and infer that data's behavior and its sequential result... and what does it do with this extraordinary capacity for complex reasoning? It materializes the nightmares conjured by the stupid, odd fish monkey that lurks within that marvelous, meretricious shell of false civility! of false refinement! All of dignified society is but a theatrical waltz, a seductive masquerade that foments nothing but the base, putrid lewdness it belies to condemn! Beauty and dignity is a charade, savagery is the only honest truth... because only savagery and barbarity is rooted in our biological programming. Empathy, the distinguishing trait of humans is nothing more than a driving mechanism to make savagery more accessible. It creates communities so that war and iniquity can be realized, it's higher priority evinced by the fact that we so easily cast away love and intimate bonds when the call of anger, jealousy, greed and all other primitive compulsions compels us to do so. Ugly monkeys, sorrowful wretches, abysmal, salacious brutes is the face of man.
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The things I think of when I'm alone
PoetryUnbearable pain that is expressed and acknowledged becomes bearable. But people who have suffered from BPD received no such responses in their childhood. Therefore, they are stuck in the past, trying to elicit what they needed as a child-validation...
