Since we were young we associate it with something BAD.
Suffering is also bad. We want Happiness instead.
Boredom is bad. We want Excitement.
Everything is correlated and yet we hope to extract a certain feeling or sensation from a box and live it forever.
And even if we do, it's never enough.
We are flawed creatures.
Until we learn what we must learn.
I am not gonna say what that is, because truth be told I do like seeing people as being forever not satisfied.
It's amusing and cruel.
I've always enjoyed playing with both extreme masochists or sadists.
Their explosion of emotions were interesting to see.
You may call me harsh but I am rather well composed. And Stable.
And Strict. And forever judging and analysing. And LOOKING.
I love to look at people.
To see right through them.
Only a few ones are indeed unique.
The rest are just patterns that keep on dividing.
Their core is empty. They don't know themselves.
So therefore are so predictable and easy to abuse.
Rarely some unique gems appear.
I look and I see something that isn't quite right.
Like an error in a system.
Someone that said my PAIN is gonna be different.
And he's wired in complex wounds and thoughts and beliefs.
And underneath it all lays something strange.
And I'm looking and smilling.
''Oh, you adorable little freak.