You know nothing of Barbarians...
NINJA!
We are a hearty lot full of zest for life, wanton sex of xXxtreme pleasures that border on insanity, hoping to attain a "celestial nut" of ograsmic proportions... and we brood and like a good scrape here or there, and WAR is ultimately in our blood.
Be them the primal alpha male Barbarians of old in times of cold steel, or the misunderstood 21st Century, martial art knowing, gun toting, and overly porn fueled studs like myself... you're values mean little to me.
I mean no offense of course and I'm well traveled enough as well as well read enough to appreciate wisdom... but I'm dog tired of contemporary bullshit. There's nothing wrong with being polite to others, and I don't seek to raid and pillage others as I do respect their rights to live and be happy. But I'm a man who's only happy (and I quote Kenny Loggins from the song "DangerZone" for TOPGUN) when I'm...
Out along the edges
Always where I burn to be
The further on the edge
The hotter the intensity
YESSIR THAT'S CORRECT. Explains me to a tee bro. And life in general in our day and age is quite simply boring, unless I'm out there somewhere purposely starting shit, making stupid threads on message boards etc. But unlike others, I AM conflicted over things I know I shouldn't be doing, and I am a man of absolutes. You're either absolutely on MY side, or AGAINST me. You're either a enemy the USA has stated you and should be killed... or you're not. You're either someone I would take time to know and share aspects of my brooding but vastly spectrumized life (so far)... or you're someone I give lip service to, or likely wouldn't bother to assist if I saw 5 dudes beating you down. USUALLY (on that last note) I'd get involved, but mainly because it would afford me some *action* after a long hiatus of anything physical in the fighting sense... not because I actually cared about you. Of course if you were a "true" friend or the spouse or something of someone I know, well then I fight for you.
I seek to do nothing more than SERVE of official capacities that allow me the right to "Fight" (when the situation calls for it) for the two reasons that drive me:
#1> I dislike evil people. Where I have an affliction with my own spiritual beliefs, as Jesus says: "Love Your Enemy." ---I can do that, but I ultimately DON'T LIKE my enemies, and thus my love for them is giving them a beat down and/or quick death and sending them to him so that he may spake them into Hell, if for some reason they hadn't believed in him. Otherwise they are forgiven of their own stupidities and original sin and can finally be perfect. And I down right
loathe lazy people who have no solid work ethic and think it's okay to rob, steal and cheat others. These people shouldn't even have "rights" once they take away someone elses, and in my opinion should be bicycle chain whipped over their skulls and cracked open, or given a permanent dirt nap, compliments of any edged weapon or gun once they are caught in the act.
But because I'm a man of absolutes... I must abide by "official" Rules of Engagement and Force Continuum. And so I stand down and do what I can within reason. If there weren't Primal guys like me still around, there wouldn't be many to fight off the scum bags out there who are EXPECTING liberal "bleeding heart" bullshit to work for them in the end.
#2> When you have as much boundless energy as I do. YOU LOVE TO FIGHT. Thus under the right circumstances, someone who doesn't heed you walking away and other things to defuse situations who finally has gotten one into "The Zone" has only re birthed a bloodlust of combat and once the eyes start seeing into the next life (literally seeing through people), and you veins turn to molten fire... in some small respect... they have brought you a gift. The green light to kick some shit, take names, and possibly even die a worthy death and not shitting one's self at 90 in some rest home where your cunt of a son probably left you to rot.
Thanks for the post Tuska.
But because I am a man of absolutes, and one who's always living life right on the razor's edge between Right & Wrong... There is no real middle ground for me. Be it fighting, having sex or anything else. There is only the promise of a new dawning day that might prove to bring new people into my life who may or may not have something interesting to help stimulate my mind (as I absorb everything I can... hey just because I'm a Barbarian doesn't mean I'm stupid), or they bring with them events that lead to adrenaline pumping moments... be them car racing in Street Grand Prix... Thrill Sex (well not so much this anymore)... a chance to assit them in fighting a common enemy who's time has come to an end because they've now recruited an unconventional Storm Rider, and they cannot figure out the mind of a well read, from the ground up and downright Hearty fighter.
My Real Doll (had I bought one) probably would've ended up ripped up just like that McKenzie apparatus, and then I'd have been hella pissed at spending 8 grand on something like that.
But I am tired of this Internet stuff. I won't lie and say you're not right about a part of me being tied into the Net, and largely Neo-Geo.Com in particular. But maybe it's time I did change a bit. Maybe it's really time I gave Cyberspace a long hiatus and see just what is to do out there (a world with no Internet). Problem is... at age 30 with my responsibilities, and never enough time to really connect with people offline due to conflicting schedules...
it's usually the Internet where one kills time chatting with others, only most don't really want to have high context conversations, transitioning from one thing to another and back to it's original impetus. Most just want 4 sentence replies and it's usually about more of the same "mainstream" bullshit.
I seriously only ever worked on this whole MERCENARY X99 persona in the manner that I did, because the kinds of conversations I wanted to have (not porn talk and stuff) never seemed to work here, or anywhere else. When I tried THREE different times to start my own hangout without the benefit of a common anchor, like video games... no two people ever could figure out what to discuss, and it leads me to believe, most people aren't about anything. Thus what people want is cheap entertainment. And I provided that (somewhat) over the last six years here, and quite frankly I don't think I can ever top this REAL DOLL thread.
Thus hopefully... I'm gone.
Thanks though.