I don't apologize for being nice

@SW-User I haven't been that guy in recent memory...

@HikingMan the devil hasno regrets

@SW-User I did what I had to do.
I never said I regretted it.

@HikingMan I misinterpreted your sad face

If you did what you had to do how can it be evil?

@SW-User Evil is evil no matter your needs or justifications for it...

@HikingMan depends on what we're classifying as evil in my view

@SW-User Does our view, as evolved as it is, and as desensitized as we've become, actually matter on a grand scale ? Or, do our perceptions show the bias of our own inherent taints and infection ?

@HikingMan separating the two is hard

In one era a man stealing bread to feed his starving family was seen as deserving of 7 years transportation and hard labor

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@SW-User Indeed.
We've definitely become a more compassionate and tolerant society.

@SW-User
It's quite possible that you'll continue to seek something specific.
But to be honest, I'll likely never address it at all. Not directly or to anyone's satisfaction.
I did write a poem about it once that went like this:

The Beast Inside

by: Rob Paquin

I can feel It in there stirring,
starting to come to life.
I feel It's madness building,
as It opens up Its eyes.

I can sense It's aggravation,
as It shakes the cage's rusted bars.
I know It comes back to life again.
I hear It's laughter, and see It's scars.

It's been idle for so long now,
not even wanting to be freed.
I had thought It may have died there,
but I guess that was never meant to be.


Now It's eye's are lit with fire,
and all It's anger and It's pain,
will once more fuel It's passions,
and send It raging once again.

I use up all my will power,
trying just to hold It back.
But my will is slowly breaking before,
the frustration It does not lack.

It's muscles seem to ripple
like the tides of oncoming waves.
I can even taste It's hunger,
and all the violence that It craves.

It's hackles are all standing now,
raised to heightened ends.
It's claws are rending holes inside,
and I know what this portends.

It's unaimed malice is so wicked now,
and It's hatred slowly grows.
Though It has no target,
and the door; it still is closed.
Very soon It'll be unleashed once more,
and It's victim shall be chose.




~The Snowdog~

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If it helps to ease your mind...,
I haven't ever killed anyone or anything...

Other than the random mosquito or fly, that is.
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@HikingMan Actually I do remember that one from a previous incarnation of mine when I wasn't a ball sack

I was worried you were being overly hard on yourself more than you own a darkened basement with loose floorboards

@SW-User Must I guess..., or shall you choose to let me know how I might know you..?
Perhaps through a message..?

It's fine either way.

@HikingMan Rhymes with hairy
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@SW-User I had a friend once.
She was incredible.
A comfort to my soul and a small fire in my heart at times.

But this world is only similar and I trust so very little these days that I find it hard to believe that you're her. Though it is a nice thought to think she is well and posting and still enjoying life in a way she sees as fitting.... Just the thought is something that I find pleasing.

I'll try messaging you tomorrow at some point.

I just ran into a demon and I think I need to fight it again.

Be well

@HikingMan I am her, and I am not her 🙂

Life is hard

Good luck with that demon
I'll lend you my sword.