Violence

It's 5:10am. Ever since my sister told me "your mind always goes to gore". I have been thinking about it. It's a strange way that my mind procures such images. It's like I cannot figure out why I am alive. Every day I see animals that lie dead in the streets, without a care in the world, cars pass by. As if these things are simply small meaningless objects. I reject such a notion, I see the guts and blood that has been spilled by someone that didn't care enough to look both ways or stop. I see the evil in their eyes, I see the life that was taken by such a being. I think, I see children being mauled and see people being torn apart by cars. I want to see such things. It is not because I have some sick and depraved sexual fantasy about it. It is because gore, is truly horrific. The horror I experience is sickening, vile, grotesque, vivid, and real. For all of the years of my life, I feel as if I am being sheltered by society. A society that is uncomfortable with the horrors of reality, the evil and damned that is truly our human race. Such forces, that like to shelter us with dopamine dumps, and  advertised lies. It wants us to be blissful and happy. To our surprise, we aren't really happy until we see the dark side of the moon. The dark side that is filled with sadness, and the stench of rotting corpse I know people might want to say that I am demented, a true fucked up human being. I don't agree, we as children of earth should know the evil that hides, it's traumatic, and truly sad. If we do not know such feelings, then what are we but pigs on  a farm, eating garbage. If we open our eyes, we will be greeted by gore, but it is necessary, to live truly, and completely. So embrace evil, and the sadness that accompanies it.