1. How often do you experience emotion? Which emotions are they and what events are normally connected to those emotions?
2. Do you think you experience more or less emotion than the average person?
3. If you could permanently eradicate certain emotions from the world, which ones would you get rid of and why?
4. Do you think the world would be a better or worse place if emotions didn't exist? Explain your answer.
5. Love can cause people to make irrational choices. With that in mind, do you see love as a weakness or a strength?
6. If you have experienced love (either romantic love, parental love or both), how would you describe it?
7. If you haven't experienced love, why do you think that is?
8. Do you believe your parents (or whoever raised you) loved you? If so, How do you know they loved you? If not, why do you think they didn't love you?
9. Have you ever experienced guilt and remorse? If you have, can you describe how it felt and why you felt it?
1. Not that often, I isolate myself from physical contact with others as much as possible, so therefore have no need to feel emotion, or put on a mask of emotion. When a situation arises where emotion is involuntarily triggered, it is usually anger or jealousy. Anger when facing criticism, or somebody pointing out a flaw in something I did/said. And jealousy when others have items I lack, or have insufficient funds to obtain. Imagine the business card scene in American Psycho, except none of the sweat. My mind goes blank, and all I focus on is potential ways to acquire whatever item is triggering my jealousy.
2. I believe I feel less of the common emotions, but on emotions I do feel, I am burdened by them more than others.
3. All of them, read next answer.
4. A better place, if you have seen the film Equilibrium, it is about this scenario. They take drugs, which by design are emotional inhibitors. While the message, lame as it is, is that emotions are part of the human experience, it doesn't ruin the fact that in the film, with the drugs, the world is a better place. There is no war, no corrupt businessmen, no crime. Everybody is equal, and
they get $#%^ done.5. Love is a tool designed by women to ensnare a man into a relationship. What the men claim is love, is all a web of manipulation spun by the woman to trap the man.
Here is the chain of events. Man meets Woman, Man feels he is a gentleman if he splashes out hundreds, if not thousands of pounds on Woman. The woman has no objections to this, and does not contribute at all to joint meals, or events. The woman acts vulnerable as the first part of the trap, making the man feel responsible for her, and making him feel as though he should protect her. Time goes by, the man continues to spend money on her. Eventually they get married, he works constantly, she sits at home, occasionally leaving to get her nails done, or buy the new prada bag. She will eventually get bored of this and decides to make her time more exciting, oh boy! Time for an affair! She, now transformed into a full blown whore sleeps with other men, getting pregnant in the meantime. Now she can do whatever she wants to her husband, and he has a moral obligation to
stay. She lies, and tells him he is the father. He couldn't be happier. The baby is born and she decides to leave him. In court, he is screwed over by her, as she makes rape claims and says she is a victim of physical abuse. What a strong independent womyn, standing up to the tyrant that was her husband. He then has to pay weekly instalments, lowering his quality of life, for a child that is not his. He loses his friends from the rape claims, and his life is ruined forever. The end.
And I know what you are thinking Demon, but this story is not about me.
6. Not applicable.
7. Because, it doesn't exist.
8. I believe they had a slight affection for me, simply because I was composed of their DNA, but I don't really believe they were ever really proud of me.
9. I felt regret for some actions, but only because I was caught, I guess that counts as remorse.
'My unhappy friend,' she said, 'don't go on grieving, don't waste any more of your life on this island. For I am ready with all my heart to let you leave it. Come now, fell some tall trees with an axe, make a wide raft and fit half-decks on top so that it can carry you across the misty seas.'