Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Pure Evil

In my book, there is a character, Kalona who is portrayed to be pure evil. All the other characters don't want to mess around with him because he is so dangerous. He doesn't seem to care about anybody, and I think that is what makes him so dangerous. If you don't care about anyone, then you have nothing to be afraid of, because you won't ever have to risk hurting somebody that you love.

I find it hard to believe that it is possible for  anyone, in a book, or actually alive to have no feeling or remorse, or good inside them. How can you possibly never feel bad for somebody? I think it is absolutely impossible. I think that Kalona only seems to have no good inside of him because the situations he has been in haven't had the means to cause him remorse, or to feel badly about any of his actions.

I think that if he were in a situation where he actually had a connection to a person and/or what they were going through, and what they were feeling, then he might show his supposedly non-existant good side. This is what makes Kalona so powerful, there is no way to black mail him, or negogiate, because there is nothing that anyone can hold against him. If someone can find a way to connect to him, to get inside of him, and therefore be able to destroy him from the inside out. Then he could be defeated.

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  1. I went to Coney Island today, I took the F to the Aquarium train stop, there was no one else in the train, and I did pull ups on the hand bar supports. The train ride was about thirty minutes, and I interested myself in observing, and reading the variations of graffiti on the walls next to the train. I always try to find graffiti artists I know when I do this. I got off the train and walked along the boardwalk, right around where the Nathan's was there was a huge crowd. In the middle of the crowd there was a taped off area showing the boundaries of the "dance floor" there were several people dancing. There was a stereotypical Bronx guy breakdancing on the floor, he was amazing, he was probably of Irish decendence, he had jet black, short hair, and a thick accent, he also had very deep eye sockets. There was also this very thin, old man, with shoulder length black hair, who kinda looked like he had just time traveled here from the sixties, he had the hat, the sunglasses, and the pants. He seemed to be doing like a moon walk or something. In another corner there were several elderly Hispanic women dancing, the were doing some variation of ring around the rosy if you ask me, they held hands and just danced in a circle. This Wacky dance circle just made me feel like I had totally walked into another country, it was just so different from the part of Brooklyn that I live in, yet it was so close. I went over to the work out section on the beach and tried doing as many pull ups as I could, which was seven, I'm working on it.

    The rides at Coney Island all scare the crap out of me, they just don't look reliable at all. I'm surprised they don't have a daily casualty list there. There's one ride there that I have sworn never to go on until I have written my will, which hopefully won't be too soon. This one ride is a group of spinning swings which look very easy to fall out of. The swings twirl in circles at about fifty feet in the air. people say the Cyclone is the scariest ride there, but I've been on it and there is no way it's scarier than the swinging one. The two rides I did go on today were the electro spin and the spinning jet fight or something like that. the electro spin nearly made me crap myself. It swung up and down extremely fast while spinning like a top. The fighter Jet one was the first ride I have ever been on that goes upside down, and I am willing to bet money that people have fallen out of that thing. One thing that did make me uneasy before getting on it was seeing someone's cellphone fall out of their pocket while on the ride from a good twenty feet in the air. I sure didn't want my phone to end up like that. My day at Coney Island was very strange, and interesting, I wouldn't have gone if I didn't have life insurance, and I'm certainly glad that I didn't turn out to need it.

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  2. wow dea great story, i dont see the relation between it and my post, but still, great story

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  3. and damn yo, you get on the pc early, 6:54 AM?

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  4. Sebastian, do you have the time set to the West Coast or something?

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  5. i dont know, you can set the time in this? i thought it just posted whatever time your computer showed

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