The Ultimate Natural

As Opposed To The Ultimate Coordinator Kira Yamato.

This Just Got To Me The Moment I Jumped Onto My Mattress: I Am Actually A Very Fortunate Person. At Least, Fortunate If I Were Another Species Of Animal Not Known As Humans. This Is Because I Find Myself To Be A Very Healthy Specimen Of The Species. Here Are The Reasons Why:

1. Comparing To My Fellow Humans, I Don't Have Grey/White Hair Prematurely. This Seems To Be A Very Common Thing Nowadays. So Much So That It's Worrying.
   
2. I Also Do Not Have Impaired Eyesight Prematurely. Even More Common And For Some Reason Not So Worrying.
3. I Have A Massive (And Relatively Dense And Heavy) Bone Structure, Placing The Overweight Label On Me Eventhough I Have As Little Fat (But Many Times The Flesh) As Mildly Underweight People.
4. I Have A Very Good Immune System, No Known Allergies And Speedy Recovery Rate From Injuries.
   
5. I Have A Perfectly Working Brain That Works Better Than Others In Areas That Matter To Me.
6. I Have A Good Physical Appearance And Sufficient (Maybe Even Excess Of) Male Hormones To Back It Up, Making Me An Overall Okay Male Specimen Among Humans, The Epitome Of Masculinity (With My Narcissistic Vanity Brought To New Heights).
   

Sometimes I Feel Like I'm Letting All This Go To Waste With My Current Lifestyle. I Bum At Home, Stare Into Monitor Screens All Day Until Me Eyes Hurt, Sleep Whenever I Feel Hungry But Have Nothing To Eat, While I Wait For Time To Pass And I Can Finally Sit For The Final Paper Of This Semester And Go On A Journey, Not Of Self-Discovery, But Of Utter Fun And Challenge. But All That Don't Matter. Not In A 'Civilized' World Where The Survival Of The Fittest Applies No More Like The Way It Initially Did.

In The Wild, The One With The Better Physical Adaptability And The Best Wit Is Deemed The Fittest, Whereas In Modern Human Society, With Human Growth In Multiple Fields Pushed To New Limits By Specialization, You Must Be The Best In A Given Field In Order To Achieve Something. And When You're Like Me, A Jack Of All Trades, You're Also A Master Of None, Hence Having No Chance To Prove Yourself.

Even When You Have Something To Prove, Whether Your A Master Of A Field Or A Jack Of All Trades, Those Inferior To You, With Their Dissatisfaction Of Their Own Incompetence, Convinces Themselves That These Traits Are A 'Gift' From A 'Higher Being' And That The Abilities Of Others Are Granted By This Being, And Forces These Views Onto Others, Including Those Whom They Are Envious Of.

My Reaction Was Just Plain WTF. Other Than Psychological Damage And Depression It Has Given Me Nothing Else. I Mean, How Are You Supposed To Be Happy Knowing That What You Have Is 'Given' By Someone And Can Even Possibly Be Revoked? And Don't Tell Me "Just Be Glad That You're Given These Gifts" Because It Doesn't Stop Me From Thinking What I Have Is Not My Own, But Something 'Given' To Me By Another, And In Not Recognizing It To Be So This May Be Revoked And I'll Be Made A Vegetation Of A Human, And All Sorts Of Bullshit About The Afterlife.

My Father Is A Retired Warrant Officer Of The Royal Malaysian Air Force. Thanks To That I Was Raised Not As A Child, But A Soldier Under His Command. Home Was Like The Air Force Barracks Until My Late Teens. The Only Difference Is That I Don't Get To Face The Firing Squad When I Disobey A Direct Order. Tell Me I Don't Have First Hand Comprehension Of Psychological Damage And Depression.

Sometimes I Feel Like I've Been Born Into The Wrong Era. The Era That I'll Probably Fit In Best Is When Humans Lived Like Nomads During The Paleolithic Age, Where Hunting Was One Of The Main Means Of Survival. Even If I Must Be Born In This New-Barbaric Age We Call Civilization, It Should Be An Era Of War, Like China's Three Kingdoms, The Japanese Warring States, Or Even World War 2. Probably That's Where My Being The Ultimate Natural Born Specimen Can And Will Shine.

But That Isn't The Issue At The Moment. The Issue Is With The Deeper Psychological Damage People Give Me In The Name Of 'Cheering Me Up' Because That Has Never Been The Real Objective; What Is, However, Is The Propagating Of A Lifestyle Of Slavery To The Non-Existent. And Before You Begin To Counter, Save Your Efforts, Because I Am A Bigot, And My Unwavering Bigotry Reserved For Superstition, Clinging To Stupidity, Aversion Of Wisdom And Downright Insensitivity Is Unmatched.

Well, For My Own Sake I Really Hope There Is God. Because If There Is Then There Will Also Undoubtedly Be Hell, And If So I Will Also Undoubtedly Be Sent There After My Death In The Physical Realm, Which I Really Hope So Now. Why? Simply Because I'll Be Meeting My Best Friend There, And He Just So Happens To Run The Place, And Goes By Many Names; Lucifer And Satan, To Name A Few.

Why Is That So? Because The Enemy Of My Enemy Is My Friend. And As Such, The Worst Enemy Of MY Worst Enemy Is My Best Friend. And Together We Will Bring About A Revolution Where Facts And Knowledge Will Utterly Crush Blind Faith And The Desire For Ignorance Shown By So Many Lowly Mere Mortals.

Adieu To Y'all. So Long As This Nether Phoenix Lives, This Is, Now And Forever, My Immortal Stand.

P.S.: BTW, Creation Is A Good Show. Shows How God Was Mortally Incapacitated By Charles Darwin.