Wikipedia: Telegony is a theory in heredity, holding that offspring can inherit the characteristics of a previous mate of the female parent; thus the child of a widowed or remarried woman might partake of traits of a previous husband.
I think my mother had an abortion of another man and I look that this man instead of looking like my father.
So basically my childhood was shit, but after I hit puberty it became hell on earth. My father acted like he suspected I was guilty of something and wanted to destroy me; and my mother saw this but acted suspiciously passive. I think it was because it was getting more and more obvious that I looked out of place. My parents are both short; I am a really tall motherfucker. My parents are cold, manipulative even cruel sometimes; I was very compassionate, with a sense of justice, etc. Basically I was a stranger in the family. You know how kids sense these things but cannot word them; I used to joke that I am a genetic accident. And when I was realigious I used to say that God is my real father, not the one in the papers.
Mother once mentioned that I am somehow paying for the fact that she had an abortion. An observation that left me thinking 'WTF is she talking about' at that moment, but now it makes sense and I think solves the puzzle.
There was a thread yesterday about if we are guilty and deserve this life and why do we have to pay for our parents mistakes; getting into philosophy and someone mentioned Nietchze and the theory that we do indeed get what we deserve.
What would a guilty-by genetics theory say about me?
Am I the son of sin? Am I the personification of genetic manipulation? Am I a mixture of this aborted brother of mine and new DNA?
Maybe even some positive theory? You know like how all the protagonists of myths are usually orphans or with some absent/unknown father (Jesus, Anakin, etc - yes I know JFL for putting Jesus and Anakin in the same sentence or of even comparing myself with them; but I think myths and stories usually hint at something deep in our understanding; I hope you understand what I mean. Like they're a symbol of something we all feel and understand on a biological level, but it's hard to explain it in biological terms).
Just hit me with your darkest black pills boyos, I don't care about anything anymore. I will probably rope soon anyway so at least I want to know that I went out knowing the truth.
I think my mother had an abortion of another man and I look that this man instead of looking like my father.
So basically my childhood was shit, but after I hit puberty it became hell on earth. My father acted like he suspected I was guilty of something and wanted to destroy me; and my mother saw this but acted suspiciously passive. I think it was because it was getting more and more obvious that I looked out of place. My parents are both short; I am a really tall motherfucker. My parents are cold, manipulative even cruel sometimes; I was very compassionate, with a sense of justice, etc. Basically I was a stranger in the family. You know how kids sense these things but cannot word them; I used to joke that I am a genetic accident. And when I was realigious I used to say that God is my real father, not the one in the papers.
Mother once mentioned that I am somehow paying for the fact that she had an abortion. An observation that left me thinking 'WTF is she talking about' at that moment, but now it makes sense and I think solves the puzzle.
There was a thread yesterday about if we are guilty and deserve this life and why do we have to pay for our parents mistakes; getting into philosophy and someone mentioned Nietchze and the theory that we do indeed get what we deserve.
What would a guilty-by genetics theory say about me?
Am I the son of sin? Am I the personification of genetic manipulation? Am I a mixture of this aborted brother of mine and new DNA?
Maybe even some positive theory? You know like how all the protagonists of myths are usually orphans or with some absent/unknown father (Jesus, Anakin, etc - yes I know JFL for putting Jesus and Anakin in the same sentence or of even comparing myself with them; but I think myths and stories usually hint at something deep in our understanding; I hope you understand what I mean. Like they're a symbol of something we all feel and understand on a biological level, but it's hard to explain it in biological terms).
Just hit me with your darkest black pills boyos, I don't care about anything anymore. I will probably rope soon anyway so at least I want to know that I went out knowing the truth.
