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LucidShadowDreamer
I exist. That'd pretty much be it. Pictures made on Paint.NET (getpaint.net) and Apophysis 7X.

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Which is? Lol.

A. The Universe has a design and we are it.

B. You are arrogant to say you are of it, not a part of it.

You contradicted yourself here.

It's poor phrasing. You must excuse me, as I am not a native speaker.

When you say we are the universe, I interpreted it as we are all that matters in this universe. The universe has a design indeed, but we humans are no the only design, which is all that I meant. Thus, I am claiming that humans are "part" of the design. When you say we, maybe you refer to everything?
I also fail to see the big difference between "of it" and "part of it". There might be a language barrier here. Why can't you be both?

I hope I made myself clearer.

We are the Universe. There's no "we", or "human". That's all illusion. The brain knows everything - "we" know nothing? Why? Because all we are, is the experience - not the explanation. We are not "living", we are the RESULT of the Universe's living.

There's no "you", "I", or "we". All of that is illusion.

Of course, everything is an illusion, as I mentioned earlier, which you may or may not recall. The difference is, I believe the brain creates these illusions, while you view the illusions as universal. I doubt we will get past that difference between us, so I at least am going to simply look by it.
All concepts, all words, everything material and nonmaterial is just ways for our minds to explain the world.

We also have a fundamental disagreement on whether or not the universe lives. While I say not, I'm not fully sure whether you mean it does in a symbolic sense, or in the way that most humans would define "living". You might say definitions are unnecessary, as the truth of the universe living is still there. I'd disagree though. Definitions are everything, as it is a way for us to understand things and communicate to others. If a word means a different thing to a different person (which it often does), one will never agree about something while using that word.

You say the universe is living, I say what does "living" mean?

The brain knows only what it can see or understand. It isn't able to come up with a color it has never seen, and it doesn't know if others perceive colors in the same way. That is one of the saddest things in life to me. No matter how much you know about yourself, you will never fully understand how it is to be someone else. You can think you do, but you simply don't. I doubt the illusion of "we" will ever get past this wall, as it seems inexpugnable to me.

The "illusions" are "illusions" too, you know.

Enyhow, this illusion is now going to sleep ;)

FREE ZURBOIG

Indeed. Just... Just free him already -_-

Sounds like the interview went well, nice! How much sleep did you get (if you can remember)? And congrats on graduating! That comment life really is... extensive. :O

Thanks :D

I actually didn't go to sleep early...
I ended up sleeping around 4 hours I think :/

But I went back to sleep when I came home XD

Every day, I keep myself from becoming a psychopath.

I relate to the anger and pain of those that failed.

With no remorse for those that suffered; for we all have contributed to the monsters we have created for far too long.

Everyone has it coming.

Even I.

This society is worst than a jungle - it is a jungle that tries to be more than a jungle.

As we try to be less animal and more human.

This created sociopaths; this jungle does not accept animals when it is a place for them.

It breeds more animals than human.

I am the few that know very well of their hostility and murderous thoughts toward the hypocrisy of these people.

I have never lost control over the world of anger and pain I possess within me every day. However I understand those that could not forever hold their chaos inside.

That does not stop my thoughts from expressing that anger and pain in ways I am ashamed of.

I truly hope for pain and suffering upon the people of this world, as I simply can only relate to pain and misery. It angers me that people suffer and pay for the cowards that use love and peace as a way to sugar coat the nightmare I never turned my back on.

Many don't realize - you can inflict a thousand suns of pain upon someone by simply rejecting their need to open themselves up along with the chaos they spent most of their life holding back until they could not no more. Many more do not realize that the people that were murdered by those that's suffering was over due, were murdered as a result of the hypocrisy of this society's negligence, ignorance and arrogance towards those that need help.

Then people that say they love and live for peace manipulate the chaos of these people without realizing the fire they are playing with, until it's too late. I have always seen these events occur before they happen.

Love angers that chaos. The chaos does not want love - it wants change. It is the result of having no outlet, because everyone today is a sociopath that closes themselves in and sees aliens and strangers in their own species.

I ended up killing my cat because of this. If only the people of this world knew the truth behind those that suffered from their emotions being manipulated by love and peace and ignored by haters and the meek, they would stop love and peace, and start facing their fears to ready themselves for conflict. Instead we have false teachers called psychiatrists and psychologists dealing with issues that are potentially the nature of a star imploding on itself.

I would have never killed my cat if my mother wasn't obsessed with love and peace, and my father wasn't submissive to her love and peace. If only my mother and father warned me of reality and what these emotions were capable of before I did what I did; I would be alive today without blood on my hands. They lied to me with stories for children; they wanted me to be happy - when I created the ultimate suffering with my actions because happiness blinded me instead of guided me.

So if people die - they deserved it. My cat did not deserve it. People need to learn they can't run forever - what they run from will always make you wish you faced it when it was small enough for you to handle as it catches you for something you barely recognize anymore.

The story of my life is merely blank pages with blood splattered on each page. A story that is based on reality. A story that could not have been written, if this society wasn't trying to run away from the very thing that causes people to do unspeakable things.

A man was successful and earned everything from ground up. He was cheated out of his earnings by a finance company that found loop holes in the laws, which allowed them to take a lot from him. The man got into his plane, and flew it into their building, killing many. Then the media says, "Why did he do that? What an idiot!".

I have no remorse for this species when they are murdered by the people they neglected and ignored. I truly wish this upon everyone until they realize what pain they cause to people by thinking about themselves and not their own hell.

Also, I can't resist the temptation, as I am a weak human:
Edgar Allan Poe - The Black Cat

Everything adds up when people are murdered more by those they knew, than those they didn't. There is a motive for every murder - and emotion, love and justice only takes away from that truth because all people can think about is their own suffering rather than the suffering of others. People pretend to care, when they only care about something others didn't care to be special. Those people that care about the third world countries would not be caring for it, if it wasn't a big deal in this society. That is why children are traded for sex every day, and nobody bats an eye; for it's a tale so gruesome, so evil, that those that tasted it can only see it. While everyone else goes on their merry way, having absolutely no idea what really goes in this world and how often children are manipulated.

Then they wonder why everything happened, because they never see it coming. I am glad it did to those that weren't so lucky with their facade of a life. I hope people keep paying for their passive-aggressive violence towards the people of this society that lost their way, that were truly great people beneath the chaos, that were exiled and denied by the public for being too different and unique. Serial killers are very intelligent - their skills are the result of people being so weak, so easy to manipulate, so oblivious to the monsters that need immediate attention.

I do not condone the actions of those that failed - I certainly do not care to contest it either. It's not their fault. It's the people's fault - it will always be their fault. They played god and wonder why they die for it. They wonder why those that lost their way did what they did, when the people only care about their dreams, their materials and themselves. This society gave these men nothing to live for - and so, their death was their own gain.

I see things that nobody wishes to see. That is what makes my words so powerful to those that listen and adhere to the message I am bringing upon this society that is designed to tear away at everyone that hones great potential as a being to turn them into animals and bugs for us to kill, as a form of "justice", "love" and "order", when really, we created them - we are responsible for their lack of desire to live and have virtue.

I understand this. I will never fail, as they have. However, I will not blame them for the shame of our own species. The people care about every other person's monster besides their own. They deserve to die for picking on people that simply lost themselves in chaos; for thinking they can judge a mad man, that went mad in a mad world that pretends to be sane.

Take away the people's comfort. Take away their love and peace. And you will see the world as I see it. You will see the animals they are and how they cannot survive in the real world. They will be quicker to murder you than any mad man, and that's the truth. That is why people die more from empaths than sociopaths. That is why most people that kill shoot themselves - they are in pain. They are lost. They don't know where to go or who to go to.

And for that, let the species suffer through the suffering of those that could not hold on! I will simply smile, and say, "Do not feign the out come you have created through negligence, ignorance and negligence. Your death would not have come, if you and others would have worked with this person's issues instead of fearing them and perceiving them as less than human. Well, you got your wish - death is the most honest of them all!"

You know, I could respond to this properly. I have a thousand and one things to say, and I'm known for writing more than what is necessary. However, I will refrain from doing this, as I feel nothing good would come out of it. I've concluded that you will simply talk, and not listen, which saddens me, as do many of the things you said. I hope that the lens that darkens your vision will one day fade, allowing you to see good in this world.

I can also sense some satire...