It is too dark

[MindOfOthers]

It's too dark. Too deep. Why did they conspire to do this? How does it make others happy?

I am not like them. I do not derive pleasure or happiness or gratification from knowingly, intentionally hurting others. How did God create a nature so vicious? Why did God create such evil? Does God have no idea how to create life devoid of such severe and extreme evil? I believe said creator is insane.

The mind control is so full of intent. They exude a false righteousness. Acting as if they know what they're doing. Acting as if what they're doing is right somehow.

Claw at face. Slap and punch. Thrash and fight. Fierce hatred. Fierce fire. Only violence. Only sick. Mindless and demented. They smirk and they smile.

This is certainly Hell. How can there be any measure of comfort? Or satisfaction. How is this normal?

This is normal. Evil is normal. Abuse is normal.

How is this normal?

How is this making people happy?

How did people become so mindless insane?

Why is this what life is? How could anyone be so content with this? How could anyone justify?

What am I saying? What am I not saying?

I'm not talking about love. I'm not talking about living. Those are fake. Those are foreign.

People say there's only love (in the universe or whatever). Are you nuts? I take that back. It must be true and I'll have to agree. Yeah, you're right. There's only love - a world full of monsters who love to sicken and abuse.

What gave anyone the right to impose things on me that I did not seek or ask for?

YOU TOOK EVERYTHING FROM ME AND YOU AREN'T DONE.

WHAT ELSE DO YOU FEEL ENTITLED TO?

WHAT ELSE DO YOU WANT TO STEAL FROM ME?

What more when you've already drained me and bled me. You're sick.

What exactly makes you think you have any right or reason to steal my life?

You're going to have to feel what you did to me. You're going to have to be fully filled and fulfilled with exactly the same as what you did to me.

The scales of justice are lopsided. Evil is heavy as can be. A demon will not stop attacking my face.

Do I look distressed to you?