Yanno, it's a wierd thing to know that you worked with a serial killer, and that you hired him in at one time a month after he killed some woman... kinna creepy... knowing that he looked atcha n'stuff...
might i ask why you think its weird? i have always been fascinated by the stories people live. the fact that we interact with a million different perspectives every day, yet barely give them any thought. that right now a billion people are wandering about, each one of them assured that their own way of percieving the universe is not only right, but the one that everyone else would conform to. and then one day something like this happens and we are surprised that someone does not fit into our universal view. someone who's very way of seeing the world is so foreign to us that we must brand them a monster, inhuman.
how quickly we have forgotten that just the day before this person was no different from any of the others we deal with. how they fit into our perception of the world. and even scarier, how quickly we go back to assuming that all those that remain around us still see the world we see.
perception and possibility, along with entropy these are the only constants in the universe, but we quickly forget that they are also the only things whose very nature makes them inconstant. funny how it is only in paradox that the universe can exist.
just remember, no one sees the world you do, and none of us are wrong.
how quickly we have forgotten that just the day before this person was no different from any of the others we deal with. how they fit into our perception of the world. and even scarier, how quickly we go back to assuming that all those that remain around us still see the world we see.
perception and possibility, along with entropy these are the only constants in the universe, but we quickly forget that they are also the only things whose very nature makes them inconstant. funny how it is only in paradox that the universe can exist.
just remember, no one sees the world you do, and none of us are wrong.