Unexplainable knowledge guides every movement, every decision, every thought process. Since roughly fifth grade, I have come to realize that I am very different from over 90% of the human race. I have also learned that 99% of the human race believes I need professional help because of some abilities I seem to have. Before you start attacking my intelligence and honesty, try taking a walk in my shoes, in my mind...
Eyes drifting over the crowds, scanning faces, clothing, features, any sign of identity, of who these humans pretend to be and who they really are. Hands tell nearly all secrets, stress lines on the forehead speak of years of work or years of money moving through like the blood in your veins. Expressions bleed through even the expressionless face--the slightest twitch of the eye, how you walk, how you push through the crowds. Every essence of your being paints the world, no matter how well you hide it.
Deep in the crevices of your mind lies the knowledge to be someone you never expected to be or something you fear. But what happens when you also have the knowledge of things, rules you were never taught? I am not speaking of adaptive learning or learning from watching the world around you. This is knowledge that soldiers have to train for years to obtain--and, yet, there it lies in your mind, dormant til that part of your brain awakes.
There also, within that knowledge, is an intricate pattern of thought processes that are not really your own--ones that you do not understand at first, but that you realize in time are the observations of how different cultures, different types of humans think...including killers.
For a long time, approximately five years, I wondered why I was given this ability--if it could even be called that. Why am I the one who can understand how a school shooter felt as he raised the heavy gun and pulled the trigger? Hatred burning in his mind, in his very soul, perhaps for those who mocked him, perhaps for the parents who drove him right up to this level of insanity, or even for the seemingly-illogical reasons. How and why can I understand what terrorists think as they assemble the weapons and take their plots to action. Religion is greatly involved, yes, but there are roots far deeper than some strange or common religion. No, trust me, religion is only the shallow beginning, which may not even affect some terrorists. The worst terrorists we have are not even Muslim; they work far in the deep depths of earth's hollow spirit...
Over the past three years, I have learned through observation and action, reasons as to why I have been enabled with these haunting abilities: To help the world cope with various tragedies, to help people understand what goes on in wounded minds, and to help prevent future outbreaks. Even the minds of our own government can be scoped out in numerous bold ways.
"How do you take out at least half of Lower Manhattan? How do you take down an entire SWAT team with just one shot?" Questions arise to precede the many ponderings of the deadly mindsets we try to kill, but are often unprepared to handle. "What really happens 'Behind the Scenes' in our real body of government--not the public puppet you see before you?" Questions that could get you sniped from a high rise, just blood pooling on the street--another good kill to some.
To understand terrorists and killers, you must first understand all that they are. Presuppositions of the American mind do not wish to allow for these facts, these truths and often we block them; perhaps in fear or perhaps in anger, but either way, we do not allow for even slivers of "new truths" to shine through.
Will we, as a whole single entity, understand the truths we so meticulously hide? Or are only a few of us the "right material" to even begin to comprehend it all? And the biggest question for me: are there any other humans out there like me?















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you aren't the only one who can feel what they feel, think what they think, want what they want. some people think i'm disturbed as well, cause of what i can say and do.
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... and i wonder why people think i'm scary...
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John 3:16 16For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. 17For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him.
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... and i wonder why people think i'm scary...
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