Predatory nature

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Read the Tao my friend, it'll help you.

According to a book I read, the author's theory is:

"You are a biological machine. However, while unimaginativly sophisticated and complicated, you are nonetheless an out-of-date model.
Put simply nature has not designed you for the world in which you live.
Certainly our physical environment has changed relatively little over the past one hundred thousand years or so. Then, as now, the sky was blue, trees were green, sometimes the sun shone, sometimes the clouds rained.
It is our social environment that has changed dramatically. Namely, we live in the midst of an unprecedented population explosion fueled by innovations in science and medical technology.
As a result, never in Earth's history have so many similarly designed human machines existed at one time."

Exerpt from The Mystery Method.

http://www.amazon.com/Mystery-Method-Be ... edpp_pop_t

An excelent book, pick it up at your local bookstore!

Do not mess with the caldera, I am watching, it is active, big show coming.

When the New Madrid quake went off in the early 1800's, the Mississippi flowed backwards, had waterfalls, and it rang church bells in Washington and Boston.

It is very big, and you can set your watch by it, every two hundred years, going back thousands.

The next one is due tomorrow.

Nature will win, always does.

The fate of the immediate future is starvation and cannibalism, the normal human condition.

Like New Orleans, the government response will be, we have government jobs and cannot be fired.

Look at all you have to look forward to!

I know it is not fast enough to please some, but it is free.

I feel the same. There's only one specific person whose life I cherish. My other conundrum is finding the means to carry out my wish and whether I, were I to attain such means, could not use such capacity for my own direct enjoyment. It's quite vulgar actually, as it is the kind of pleasure dictators, CEOs and the like have; enjoying that which comes with wealth and political power and crushing people's lives like he who randomly crushes a bug.

It's not the fact that ethics seemed to bend around my (non) person from the start and that basically everyone I ever met - even within my family - proved to be an as*hole; looking back, everyone either falls in the bully category or as some mediocre s**thead who openly enjoyed seeing someone else suffer. Like a stoning, the damage done to me was and is distributed amongst so many people - no retribution could ever make sense and no one ever feels any responsibility; suffering only has meaning within social networks and in socially recognizable packages. A popular person can have a tantrum over a small thing and it's everyone's issue. At the same time, I get kicked and spit at while down on the ground by 10 people and "it's a fun brave thing to do" - I remember having trouble choosing who out of the lot to beat the crap out of. . . and I did it well - in fact, I rarely saw myself as being bullied; it felt more like being overwhelmed by lame people who would never confront me 1 on 1.
It's not the fact that my career is downright stuck in drudgery far below my skill level due to things that are completely unrelated to my person and that I seem to be a harassment lightning rod - wherever I go someone has to have a problem with whatever perceived advantages I have and make it a point to ruin my life. No matter what they say, competent, naturally honest people are just not wanted - history is written by those who win and only then they bother to try and justify their power over others with stories of morality and values.
No matter how hard I try I can't find reasons for nearly everyone I know to continue living - extrapolating my statistics to any public place any shooting spree is justified.

. . .but it's not even that. That's not a point I want to make. That's just me when I think about it.

Something else truly feeds my bloodlust. It's the small everyday sheeple instances; the small frictions that instead of draining my strength build up in me something oddly pleasurable - something I can't quite make out between scorn and hatred; a terrible desire to just rip people apart, overflowing with vitality and free from shame, guilt or restraint of any form other than that of my own intellect.
It's the people who in museums cause bottlenecks because they just stay put gazing around at the entrance of every room, it's that fatass trying to jump the queue to board the plane and his expression when I go out of my way to prevent it, it's my little cousins being proud of their father's strength when he twistes their little arms behind their backs, it's the arrogant waiter who never in his f*****g life got to see what's beyond this city, the ret*d receptionists, the internet bullies in all their shocking dullness, those who constantly ruin Bridge biddings by asking questions that give their hands away, those that do want to fit in. . .
I like it.

i have no hatred for the NT race, but i do have a hatred for some NT individuals, this could also be because most of my NT friends (alot) are at the same level of intelligence as me and share the same interests and because alot of NT's on my school (atleast the ones that used to make fun at me) respect me now beause they figured out i'm quite a bad-ass (apparently doing stuff you're not very proud of like binge drinking seems to bring you respect)

so we should get rid of some individuals and keep the nice ones

I actually day dream a lot of times about me being the only person on earth, surrounded by non-judgemental animals [as they all are non-judgemental].

Of course, I don't think that I could actually manage to kill off all the human race without killing myself and all the animals. Then...there would be no point. I would be better off just killing myself.

One thing to remember though, is that no matter how much a person [or people] has wronged you...doing wrong to them will make you just as bad.

It doesn't matter how "bad" or "evil" I will be, because those concepts are just made up by the losers. Just as history is rightfully written by the victors, the losers always mope about, and gripe (see "working class hero bull****, unions, etc).

That, and I will always be superior to them, which trumps morality every time.

In response to Whisperer, yes, you have stated my sentiments exactly. Standing in line in a grocery store (particularly Wal-Mart), or serving people at my job becomes so infuriating, I just want to pick up a wrench, and start bashing in their skulls.

The "people" even smell like dirty, worthless animals, and make every attempt to violate my personal space while I wait in check-out lane. Isn't six inches considered a little TOO close? Oh wait, right, that would require having a brain to control the primitive urge to lift one's leg and piss on anything vertical.

The downside is that even if you did kill them all off, there are so many people who stupidly infected themselves with blood-borne diseases such as AIDS, you can't eat any of them! Where's the pleasure in it if you have to let your kill go to waste?

There are other ways, this one is not worth it

i just finished watching the season 2 finale of heroes. sounds like adam monroe is in this topic ^^. i have to say that i sympathize with adam although i dont agree with him wiping out humans with a virus. i can see where adam got his ideals. 400 years of watching humans commit violence on each other must have been sickening for him.