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Originally Posted by Apachejew
"The corner bar?"Boy! do I need a drink...
But, instead of lifting that fatal glass, (fatal for me because I've been sober now a good long time)
I decided to come on over to the board to vent, and ask others here what they might think of this.
I'm not excusing, or promoting the action Charles Thorton took last night when he opened fire on his local city council.
But, I am saying, I understand it, and, yes, that scares me.
I can honestly say here, I've fantasized about doing such a thing, and this event has really shook me up.
Damn! I'm not going to be able to participate in any discussion right now because I've got to get up, and fix a meal
for five hungry people.
I just wanted to get a thread started where some might want to honestly discuss why such a thing like this happens.
I know what my reasons are, and I will share them here tomorrow.
TERI! Help! I need you!
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I can't tell you how many homocidal thoughts I've had or how often. Sometimes it doesn't even involve a weapon. Crush a windpipe, drive an elbow into someone's temple, pinch off carrotid arteries, rupture a kidney, snap one of the upper three cervical vertebre... the list goes on.
Then I stop everything.
I find a private space- at work it'd be the restroom if no one else is in it, and I cease being a man. Fingers curl up, the thumbs tuck under the palm, lips pull back and brows furrow. Human beings don't growl with the chest resonating deep pitch that echoes off the walls and stalls.
Choice,
That's what I made; a choice. Shape shifting is a choice. Killing is a choice. And not killing is a choice. I don't find myself having to pick among these choices everyday or even most days. But it comes up often enough that I have to stay vigilant against making the wrong call. To me that's also a form of shape shifting.
"Change the mind and the body will follow." -The Heretic