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A Short Message (with a Necessarily Long Title) Regarding my Personal Opinions About Comedy Amid A Terribly Distressing Existence (as well as an Insight into my Hypersensitive Nature)

Occasionally, I feel the need to write something stupid. No doubt, I do not need to try very hard at this. But I am well aware of how far behind other readers and writers I am as far as intellectual depth is concerned.

Although I hope to increase my reading comprehension and knowledge of the world, I know that there will always be someone lightyears ahead of me as far as understanding of the world through books is concerned. And although I’m aware that knowledge isn’t a competition, this still, no doubt, causes uneasiness within me, because of the realization of how much education I’m missing out on. It makes me angry, on an insanely personal level, because I really enjoy learning, and having that slowed down because of other things that I don’t understand, or contemplating how many things there are in the world that I just can’t grasp, makes me angry.

The idea of mental limitations makes me angry. It makes me angry to contemplate that there are some things that I want to understand that I just won’t ever be able to understand. Not things which are impossible to understand, but things that are certain. Unshakable facts that I will never be able to comprehend. That “unshakable fact” pisses the Hell out of me, and I’ll never be able to understand why, exactly, those limitations are in place…

However, despite my intense passion for learning, and my aggravation regarding what it is that I do not know, sometimes, simply for humor’s sake, I enjoy creating stupid things.

The stupid things are simply that: a humorous “break”, I suppose. Laughter is, thankfully, a universal positive-emotion booster for humankind. Laughter simply makes one feel good. And, on a side note, I believe that my hypersensitive sense of humor derives from my hypersensitive sense of shittiness. I am smart enough to know that shit is there, so I can’t just “ignore it” or “let it go”, because I’m not that ignorant. However, the shittiness is, often, too complex and overwhelming to solve, so to keep from going to a mad level of lethal, suicidal depression, I make myself laugh. And based on how often I make myself laugh, there are, no doubt, a plethora of depressing complex problems that I cannot solve…

…I suppose that I was hoping that this would be longer, but I believe that I have said all I need to say, and, rather surprisingly, I said it rather succinctly…

…That is unlike me.

Maybe my brain and language communication are getting smarter afterall…

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A Knight and a Jester…

I just wanted to take the time to say that I don’t give a fuck what anyone thinks about me.

Yes, it is annoying for people to misinterpret my work, and I hate explaining myself to “haters”, and yes, I do get sad when people misinterpret my work, and I do often “defend” myself when, deep down, I know it’s a waste of energy.

I just “defend” myself as a way to justify my own actions to myself. I’m basically trying to convince myself of what I’m saying. (This is largely due to being raised that you can’t trust yourself, because you are a sinner…)

But really, I don’t see the harm of vitriol.

What difference does it make if I’m despised or not?

I think I kind of ENJOY it deep down, honestly…

I LOVE making people angry who misunderstand what I’m doing.

No doubt, it is because I love freedom, and love expressing my freedom away from the chains of moralistic conservatism

I don’t think that I’m enjoying the suffering of those who are slaves, but rather, I’m mocking their attempts to enslave me. They can’t do it, and it is impossible. And that overwhelms me with joy, so I, like an immature jester, revel in my freedom, and laugh at and mock conservatism, for no matter how close it may come to me, I know that it will never CONSUME and ENSNARE me, so its attempts to do such can only produce laughter from me, as I know how futile its attempts to do such are…

And, no doubt, there’s a little bit of laughing to fight back the tears as well, in there…

Many times, the fatalistic nature of certain evils and injustices produce an unspeakable depression in me, and in other times, I mock them and make jokes of them.

I can’t IGNORE them, for it is not in me to do so. I know that, deep down in my heart, there are horrible, widely unspeakable things on this earth.

And that’s why I speak about them.

The horror is often difficult to bear on my heart. And if I look at it through a serious lens, its torture is strong enough to make me want to give in. But laughing at it is one thing that gives me the strength to face it. For my constitution is only strong enough to take it seriously for so long: eventually, a joke must be made of it, and that is my way of taking it seriously: of acknowledging the problem.

But I only have a constitution which can attempt to solve the problem for so long, before it starts to consume me, and starts to draw me into that infinite depression…

And then, my only choices are to, scarily, give in to that depression, or to find something to laugh at to cheer me up.

And I think that my natural comedy comes from my nature to see the horribleness as deeply as I can, and look it straight in the eye, and fight it as long as I can, until I begin to lose, and then, I must back away slowly, laughing to fight back the tears of what I have just faced, and what I have just seen…

There are many people, lost within the unspeakable horror, who, all the more horrifically, attempt to put a smile on their face among the pain, but who pervertedly say that the pain is their happiness.

These people: these poor, lost souls, drowning in a sea of evil, and thanking God for it, are, no doubt, part of the reason why my “darkart has developed as it has. I consider a large portion of my “offensivepersonality as a backlash against religious conservatism.

There have been many, for example, comedians who were raised Catholic who lashed out against their evil raisings, and whose personalities became shaped to be very “offensive“, “satirical”, and “abrasive”.

No doubt, my attempts to be moralistically optimistic, and the absolutely atrocious, horrible, monstrous depression that followed the certain failure of that attitude, have shaped my personality to be extra cynical, and pessimistic, which have, no doubt, also shaped my personality to be comedic, in order to deal with it all. And, no doubt, it has also shaped my type of comedy to be dark, and horrific, for that’s what false optimism and strict religiosity are: dark, horrific evils…

May God have mercy on those who live their lives strictly by the book, and who cry and weep at night; feel the pain in their hearts, and give lip service to the many gifts that they have received from God; and who consider it their moral duty to recruit others into that militaristic HELL

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(I know that the radio and the toaster would be more appropriate, but I realized this after I found this scene, and I don’t know of any scenes in the first movie where the radio and toaster are alone together. Perhaps there is one, though…)

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