Could it be that I am just dumb as shit. I look forward to something, feel like an animal. I am not walking, I am not living, I am not. Everything around you is cust dark and I am fucking hurt, but never show it, just do not. Emotions are weaknesses, they can harm you. No expressions, no movements, no admitting, ’cause when you do, they hurt you. They they they will hurt you, they do. All these men, complexed you are and may it be, that family is the reason for it. Hell lives in you, explosions of emotions, metal music. Break out, break it, everything, and you never give away
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The art piece is incredible…I really like it…as far as the prose…very interesting…I can’t speak for all men…but there is certainly a battle that rages within between the Apollonian and Dionysian…
Really incredible piece of art…in my humble opinion.
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I thought the art piece was pretty intense…not sure about the comments on men though…lol
I feel sorry for those who repress emotions because they will never truly live – like the author of this art that I find depressing and disturbing. I feel for that person therein imprisoned.
I understand your point of view….and you are of course an extremely intelligent person and will already know everything I am about to say…but…I find this piece very powerful. I believe we have dark and light within us…just as it exists outside of us. But, on the outside, is the dark really bad? What is the darkness in the universe? What is the light? Of course, you can’t have one without the other. Some great thinkers believe in suppressing emotions…some think there is nothing wrong with lust but we are made to think there is something wrong with it…and of course there are great thinkers that take the other position. This piece seems to be exploring the conventional dark-side of man…and how one confronting that dark-side has to deal with it…and I think it is a very powerful expression of it.
I recently met someone at work…she doesn’t believe in love…has had deep depression problems since she was 12…has tried to kill herself twice and talks about a third attempt…she says she can’t feel emotions like love for another…but she does have a boyfriend…a pot head…probably the wrong guy…but the best she has found to meet her needs…whatever those may be.
You are right in many ways but I often find it a little morbid to dwell on the “darkness” in humanity or to blame stuff on that “darkness”.
I feel sorry for those who were trained since childhood to repress emotions including all the good emotions. The person you mention surely needed/needs professional attention. Some of these conditions have physiological-biological causes that no amount of talk-discussion-religion can correct. But this is too deep a subject to go into on a blog. Bye now, v.