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[jace_ten]

Everyone hates me, that is to be expected. I can hear it when I pass them on the street and see right through their masks of hate that they wear to attempt to conceal their true intentions from me. I do not blame him, only pity him. Poor little lamb, death is your guidance and your purpose. Come onto me and I shall align you. The only life that has

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[lucid_dreams88]

I can relate with the desire for death thing.

People often hate or fear what they do not understand.

[lucid_dreams88]

People often do not understand what they hate or fear.

[lucid_dreams88]

Yes.

[lucid_dreams88]

Some SF or fantasy books talk about finding a fearful creature's "true name" as the means to overcome it. I think that's a metaphor for examining one's fears from a stable point of view. Like, "I'm a reasonable person, so why do some of these things make me so afraid?" Maybe they're actually bad things - a friend who has developed a bad drug habit - or maybe they're things that aren't so bad - someone posted a nasty note online or something. Examine each of these things to find out their true name. Are they actually fearful, or is their power rooted in taking advantage of my own fears?

Be safe.

[a_for_anonymous]

No, no, I'm pretty sure the reason everyone hates you is because you're too busy posting on livejournal about being the Ultimate Holder of all Truth and Destruction to remember to take a shower.