InanimatePragmatist
There is nothing for your genetics.
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No matter how hard I try, even with the help of strong drugs, drinking or heavy coping. No matter what, I always think. I can only and will always think. Every action, every thought, every emotion, every reason and every person will be and has been disected by my mind. I cannot remember the last time when I was enjoying something or just even not thinking. I have countless thoughts every minute, I used to get tired of it when I was a kid, at least back then I had an easier brain to amuse and distract but the older I get, the more clarity I have within me. No delusions, no copes, no hopes, no true beliefs.
My only real purpose in existence is to spite all life through existing. I refuse to kill myself, I refuse to die and bow to this world. No, I want to understand the human soul, brain and psychology fully. The only times I feel anything is rare bouts of anger but even that is short lived. Why feel angry at ants? That is what everyone is to me. An ant. No amount of power or anything will change my mind. People keep doing the same thing over and over again yet for what? This is what happens when you get a race of beings to think when they were made to survive. You get a line of half bred chimera abominations who can show deeper thought yet destroy everything around them for the sake of emotional contentness. Disgusting weaklings, all of mankind is. At I will die on day with clarity.
No matter how hard mankind tries to avoid reality, I will be there to watch you all pass by time. Every last bit of life in everyone until I turn to dust too. It is hard to be a machine in a humane world and even harder when you are only partly machine in a humanimal existence.
My only real purpose in existence is to spite all life through existing. I refuse to kill myself, I refuse to die and bow to this world. No, I want to understand the human soul, brain and psychology fully. The only times I feel anything is rare bouts of anger but even that is short lived. Why feel angry at ants? That is what everyone is to me. An ant. No amount of power or anything will change my mind. People keep doing the same thing over and over again yet for what? This is what happens when you get a race of beings to think when they were made to survive. You get a line of half bred chimera abominations who can show deeper thought yet destroy everything around them for the sake of emotional contentness. Disgusting weaklings, all of mankind is. At I will die on day with clarity.
No matter how hard mankind tries to avoid reality, I will be there to watch you all pass by time. Every last bit of life in everyone until I turn to dust too. It is hard to be a machine in a humane world and even harder when you are only partly machine in a humanimal existence.
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