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Selective Empathy

  A selective empathetic is a more sinister evil than the outright unempathetic. The unempathetic is quite small in numbers, and are under more scrutiny. The selective empathetic is one of reflective desire, picking and choosing those to be glad for and wishing to prosper based off of desired personal gain, gain that involves putting others down in the process. This level of empathy is pure submission to outside preachers, outside systems, media, literature, art, and economics, and represents a dark and fallible inner sense. Letting things simply happen, apathetic to their greater truth, nihilistic in meaning, and a walking product of guiding forces around them. A pure empathetic is empathetic to all in all situations, noticing the humanity in all. It is sad to notice the selective empathetic being a prevalent and lauded endeavor, when the qualities of such selective empathetic are thought of also as manipulation. A great contradiction in social morality and personal character judgeme

Yes, They Do.


what a beautiful love

what a beautiful time and list

I list this time to beautify my heart

and my heart to beautify this world

and this world to beautify our species

and our species to shut up.


and I wish to beroathe a time of mourning

the time in which false profits reside,

the time in which there is not a single soul feeling complete

and the time in which death berates our heads.


Betroth me motherfucker

For I am here and ready

And you are there and finished

And I disavow you.

You disappoint me with your pouting


And I resent your being

And I love dying in my mind

And my mind loves pain

My body does not

And so doesn't my heart

But we are still here


And I am operating on two distinct minds

Maybe next time you'll listen when I say, you are unwise in my feelings as I am in yours.

Maybe you'll listen to the music of the crazy

And maybe I'll be fucking crazy

And I am definitely crazy.

Your mind is on a plane greater than mine

And I adore your wisdom


Most importantly in our lives,

We adore eachother without really knowing why

And I find that to be a good thing.

Because if we looked for a reason why,

There will be none.

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