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this sounds really psyco..but if i cant write it here then where can i?
first off i realize where this is coming from and i would never act on these feelings. we got a rabbit and one night i was feeling really otherworldly...really despondant and i was petting the bunny and for the first time i realized why people in the past sacrificed animals for their sin. i had placed all my sorrow on the bunny and wished it dead...but not in real life. i wanted a scape goat...i wanted a way out so bad that i placed my hell on another creature. i have always had a death wish since at least 4 yrs old. ive had issues with personalizing objects like feeling very sorry for a lamp ect...anything to keep the feelings off of myself. i really want a dog but i dont think i can have one becuase i will do this to the dog. i already feel really bad about the bunny. i have to get rid of it now. it makes me so sad. before im done i might have to rid myself of all my furniture too. lol..
anon you said something about this phenomenon about a year ago didnt you. i remembered it and i think i commented.
oh, im so over this today.
thanks for being here. i really appreciate all you have to say."
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Originally posted by Bosse de NageThat's one sick bunny...
"Posted on Monday, June 04, 2007 - 07:24 pm: Edit Post Delete Post Print Post
this sounds really psyco..but if i cant write it here then where can i?
first off i realize where this is coming from and i would never act on these feelings. we got a rabbit and one night i was feeling really otherworldly...really despondant and i was petting the bunn ...[text shortened]... preciate all you have to say."
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Originally posted by Bosse de NageI've got an anti-mosquito tennis racket at home.
The whole thread is a moving piece of invisible literature. What people go through in their everyday lives.
Basically it's a plastic tennis racket with wire meshing. You press the button and electricity shoots through the wire.
It's easy to get a mossie, because you just press the button and swipe at the bastard. Wind passes through the meshing and the mossie doesn't know what's happening until it's cooking.
A quick jolt will kill a mossie, but if you keep the button pressed the mossie starts to flicker like a twinkling star. If you keep the button pressed even longer it explodes in a loud "crack", leaving the room smelling of fried death.
It seems to me the longer the mossie twinkles, the more blood it's been drinking... but that's just speculation on my part.
Spiders are a whole other ball game.
A medium sized house spider (which may be small in other countries with less Dutch-like weather conditions) is only stunned by a quick snap of electricity from my anti-mosquito tennis racket.
It takes a good fry-up to see it sparkle like Marilyn Monroe. And if you get it to explode, you hear the electricity straining to get the job done. And the smell is remindful of Polish death camps and Mumbai ghettos.
Lately I've been eyeing up the neighbours cat.