Steve Raines

M/4-0/Living in Just Another Shithole

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Steve Raines's Interests

General	Sleep, Video Games, Movies, Music; Days off with nothing to do
Music	Old Rock
Movies	Ghostbusters (1984), TMNT (1989), Marvel, and 80s Comedies, Action, and Sci Fi
Television	Bleach, Supernatural, House, and The Real Ghostbusters
Books	The Art of War
Heroes	I need no one to look to. And I need no one to look to me.

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About me:

To Not Be, But To Be
I was born in the depth of a pit where no light shown. Compacted under those dark sentiments, uncertain of what to become. I felt nothing. No. Rather, what I felt was "void". Walking, my legs throbbed. Sitting, my back burned. Laying, my body ached. I could not rest. I had no companion. I could do nothing but exist. Existing in relentless pain. I watched the world around me. The things reflected in my eyes had no meaning. The things I could not see did not exist. Wandering. Wandering until one day I found something extraordinary. It was a place with beings somewhat like myself. Beings without physical form. Who interact, but do not interact. It was the closest existence to truly "void" I could experience. I entrenched myself in the depths of those forums. I embraced this void existence and it was as if everything in the real world had disappeared, leaving nothing. No stress. No burden. No pain... Happiness. If such a thing as true happiness exists, it should be as limitless as the feeling of the infinite nothingness of "void". To have nothing is to have nothing to lose. If that isn't happiness then I'll never know what is. The things I see have no meaning. The things I don't see, do not exist. There is nothing in you, and, in me.