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Strange Rocks

Submitted by DaBeast at 2015-10-17 14:42:57 EDT
Rating: 1.75 on 4 ratings (4 reviews) (Review this item) (V)

You grow up seeing people abuse each other and it effects you. When every single day involves some sort of violence, it changes you. It shapes you. Children are like silly putty with fingerprints burnt into the malleable surface. The grease in those prints leaches into the putty and the chemical compound changes as the additions grow. It's no longer silly putty once enough fingers have squeezed it. On a base level, it is now something more.

Sometimes, it's a victim. Abusers are awesome at creating new victims and the inspired ones can push it just far enough to get what they need without making the silly putty self destruct. Can't have that. Then you'd have to find another mound of putty and who wants to put in that much work?

Other times, it becomes an abuser in its own right and it carries the cycle forward, creating brand new mounds of putty bearing indelible prints. That's when you get a lot of "That's my boy!"s from the abusers that will smile on you for it. A lot of putty goes that route. It's an easy one to follow for the path was laid out by those that came before because it's all downhill and shit follows gravity.

Then, there's the much rarer third: the putty that takes the violence visited upon it and molds itself into a weapon. Then it's either a weapon against the weak or one against the strong. Nine times out of ten that weapon turns on the weak and continues the cycle.

It's that tenth one that interests me, when the weapon turns on every abuser it can find and it seeks to destroy them.

Everybody knows how to make a diamond. In a simplistic sense, it is carbon that's been placed under enough stress for enough time that it changes into a tougher substance. That tenth one is like that, a diamond; but the flaws in it run all the way to its heart and stops it from reflecting any light at all. Light is beautiful. It is unable to reflect that.

That diamond will worship beauty because it will always be surrounded by ugly. It will literally fracture itself in order to make of itself a tool to slice and cut and rend. That diamond will never know love because it will never be able to believe in it. All it knows is pain and anguish and that is all that it will ever believe that it can deliver in turn.

And that is what it will bring to any that dare to pick it up because it doesn't believe that it is a diamond. All it sees in the mirror is a slightly tougher piece of shit.

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Submitted by ArdAtak at 2015-11-04 17:13:34 EST (#)
Rating: 2


Submitted by RoadSong at 2015-10-20 11:29:44 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

Yeah. Wait a minute. It's the guy from TV. My kid's
hero...Cruddy...Crummy...Krusty the Clown!

Submitted by BLITZKREIG_BOB at 2015-10-17 23:35:44 EDT (#)
Rating: 1

Meh. Psychobabble.
Diamonds melt with enough heat, pressure, and time. Forget about diamonds and buy gold.

Submitted by Ducky at 2015-10-17 17:35:46 EDT (#)
Rating: 2


Oh, honey, I didn't get drunk, I just went to a strange fantasy world.

-- Homer Simpson
El Viaje Misterioso De Nuestro Jomer