I just fell into the "How could they do that?" hole last night. I mean, I know this particular person was a sociopath, and they don't experience life the same way as we do, but sometimes I just can't stop my mind from freaking out at the outrages that took place. It starts to feel like a knife inside, and like I have to do something about it, deal some kind of justice. I had to sit down and meditate for longer than usual to clear it out.
We're just never going to understand what life is like for those people, and they're never going to understand what it's like for us. Their wiring is faulty - they look just like us, but we are a world apart. I have experience with people who blow up and become abusive over ridiculous things like your father. It's like they are socially and emotionally retarded, they are handicapped. They don't belong among us and should be put away somewhere. I hope I can end my obsession one day, put them out of my mind for good, and just focus on positive people.
We're just never going to understand what life is like for those people, and they're never going to understand what it's like for us. Their wiring is faulty - they look just like us, but we are a world apart. I have experience with people who blow up and become abusive over ridiculous things like your father. It's like they are socially and emotionally retarded, they are handicapped. They don't belong among us and should be put away somewhere. I hope I can end my obsession one day, put them out of my mind for good, and just focus on positive people.