Seems like everyone's talking about the London blasts.

I wish I could find enough compassion in myself to even feel sorrow that this sort of thing should happen, but I can't. I've lost so much faith in humanity I feel almost-nothing for them already. Frequently, I hope that all humans will just destroy themselves out of existance and let nature heal herself again, without the freaks and monstrosity known as homo sapiens.

As someone who don't call myself a human being, I'm willing to die if it'd help nature heal. Heh. No wonder I've been driven to shamanism. The wounded healer. The walker between worlds. I'm tempted to make a journey into the Underworld to see what I can learn. But I need more preparations, more guides.

However, I find myself still much more inclined towards hurting others, than wanting to heal them. Exceptions goes for people whom I consider friends, of course. Hence that is why I let my Infernal stay.

Shows how much I think of humans, doesn't it? Heh. And what's better is that I interact with spirits and demons and am okay with them...even respect them. *shakes head* The world has gone crazy. Especially since humans exist.