Sweet Darkness
The friendly banter of your everyday ordinary sociopath as she eats sweetbreads and drinks a deep red beverage.
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Sunday, January 12, 2014
It's A Horrible Life
Readers, if any there are, I must say that over the past few years, I have become more and more optimistic about the world at large. I know and recognize that this may seem quite different from what I usually post, but please bare with me. You see, I often saw the wasted vain attempts at kindness that most display as an annoyance. Now I am quite amused by it. The fact is, those actions which are done out of a reflexive kindness, a knee jerk reaction to help, often cause so much pain and turmoil that it is absolutely delicious. Think of it, the person who sees another trapped in a car in front of a train and tries to push it out of the way only to be added to the death count. The fool who jumps in front of a person being shot at, only to have them both die. It is a beautiful thing. Not only that, the foolishness of saving lives only ends with our current overpopulated state in killing unborn children. So innocent and pure and... dying of starvation because you just had to save that useless drunk hobo. Or worse than that, forced to live an impoverished and poorly educated life because you decided to not opt to have an abortion. I find that the most delicious, seeing how you bring into this world a life that you consider so precious, and turn it immediately into trash.
Friday, September 9, 2011
Drinking Blood
I found myself doing the most foolish thing the other night. I was so thirsty and all I could think of was a beautiful chalice of blood. Blood being, of course, a difficult beverage to get my hands on, I instead went to the sink within this university dorm room, turned the water on warm and closed my eyes, imagining that the warm water was instead the still-warm blood of some slain victim. That was the most delicious dorm water ever.
It reminds me of how sometimes I imagine that I am eating the cooked flesh of another human being when I eat pork.
I am told that the two taste very similar.
How I would so like to try one day... just a bit. Just a taste...
It reminds me of how sometimes I imagine that I am eating the cooked flesh of another human being when I eat pork.
I am told that the two taste very similar.
How I would so like to try one day... just a bit. Just a taste...
Sunday, September 4, 2011
Yong Shi
I came across a young Chinese woman who had the remarkable power to repel my darkness today. She was so shy, so sweet, and so pure. I could not imagine harming her. She reminded me of my dear mother and of my sisters.
One would think that this would give me hope for human beings and make me want to give them a second chance...
In a sense they would be right. I do have hope for them. I will give them a second chance. Perhaps with enough torture and training I can get them to behave in a similar manner. Then they would be tolerable, perhaps. At the very least, it would make for an interesting project. Their is a problem with my plan, however, I would forever hold it against them that I had to torture them to make them be so tolerable when this one beautiful Chinese woman was not only tolerable, but a joy to be around and I had to do nothing to get her to be that way.
One would think that this would give me hope for human beings and make me want to give them a second chance...
In a sense they would be right. I do have hope for them. I will give them a second chance. Perhaps with enough torture and training I can get them to behave in a similar manner. Then they would be tolerable, perhaps. At the very least, it would make for an interesting project. Their is a problem with my plan, however, I would forever hold it against them that I had to torture them to make them be so tolerable when this one beautiful Chinese woman was not only tolerable, but a joy to be around and I had to do nothing to get her to be that way.
Come, my victims
Hello and welcome. I, the wonderful Mabd, have awaken from a slumber that has been long and harsh upon me. I have been held back by one who views me as too "dangerous". As if the world itself were not a danger. As if human beings were not a danger to all. I merely seek to make a balance in nature. Hahaha. And if I enjoy making that balance be reached, is that such a crime? And if I play cruel games with a few mindless animals, who could judge me? Haven't you ever caught ants on fire with a magnifying glass? It's the same thing when you get down to it. They are mindless creatures. It doesn't matter that they happen to be of the same species as me. Their actions prove that they live only in a stimuli-response manner. So if you are ready to hear plans dripping with darkness or tales of oh how I would kill this person, then congratulations, you've come to the right profile. When I get the urge to kill, I will tell you all about it in as much detail as possible. Hahahahaha.
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