“I am going to take this bucket of water and pour it on the flames of hell, and then I am going to use this torch to burn down the gates of paradise so that people will not love God for want of heaven or fear of hell, but because He is God.”


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Usually, when a crime happens, or a misunderstanding, or a mistake, or whatever the unpleasant situation is, it's usually being told from a third person perspective, and when this happens, it will always be judged by rationality alone, all emotions step aside, which not only makes the other party look bad, people also would never understand the whole situation.

Let's say, a serial killer kills random people off the street, and from a rational third person perspective it's bad right? The killer's evil, he killed innocent people who never did wrong to him whatsoever. He had no rights to kill those people and his desires in murdering people are harmful for the society. But then again, what triggered those desires? What initiated the devil inside him to kill people? Of course the victims did nothing wrong to them, but what's the killer's side of the story? There must have been a reason to shove away morality and courtesy down the toilet, and do something very outrageous and uncivilized. In my opinion, for him to do something that far, someone must have hurt him that bad.

I mean sometimes, the things we do- the outrageous things, things that crosses the line, we do it not to prove ourselves irrational and stupid, we do it to show how deeply affected we are with the things people did to us, but people always misunderstood. For me, there was this one person who once in a while pisses me off so much, but every time she did it, she never understood how hurt and mad I was, which makes me even more mad. There was this one time, I told her to shut up because I couldn't take it anymore, my patience was really at its limit, but she couldn't even understand that simple sentence, she continued talking and then I started screaming and cursing and she looked at me like "What's wrong with you?" and at that moment I realized how she will never ever ever understand how scarred I am with everything she has done, and it'll probably take years of mental therapy to get the image of me stabbing her out of my head. (No, 'she's not my mom, and no I did not stab anyone....yet)

When people get mad, a bit of an over reaction towards the small mistakes I've done, I usually just let it slide. I mean I understand, when people get mad at somebody but can't exactly lash it out towards them, they lash it out to others, and in this situation I'm the victim. Probably a bad day, a continuous misfortune or some random dude was being rude or whatever, bottom line people form negative emotion inside them and sometimes they let it out to unexpected people, but I'm okay being the victim- it's not enjoyable- but at least I'm mentally prepared for anything hurtful coming my way.

I had this thought when I was watching Sweeney Todd, I really enjoyed Johny Depp's acting in this, I usually don't but he played the sorrowful Sweeney Todd really well I would've believed if he just came out of a psychiatric ward, he seriously looked mentally damaged- emotionally damaged would be more precise. And the fact that it's a Tim Burton film doesn't make it anymore sane; the whole set, the lighting throughout the movie, the music, the lyrics, the filthiness, the blood, the detailed murder scenes, everything was certainly a guilty pleasure.



Sweeney Todd had a really happy family, a beautiful wife and cute little daughter and suddenly everything was taken away from him. You could really feel the sorrow he's portraying. The longing looks in his eyes, the dreadful remorse in his voice singing about the past, it was very clear that he loved his family very much and when that was taken away from him, he was no longer human. Killing customers and using their flesh to make pie. Sounds cruel, indeed, but what happened to Sweeney Todd that made him demon barber of Fleet Street was also very cruel.

There's always two sides of a story, and I'm not trying to glorify criminals or anything, but it would be nice for people to try and understand these accused psychopaths by being in their shoes.