I can read people's minds. In my lifetime I have read the pasts, present, and futures of thousands upon thousands of men and women.. And each mind that I peered into was stuffed with the same single object of obsession. That selfish and atavistic desire to pass on one's seed... it was enough to make me sick. Every living thing on this planet exists to mindlessly pass on their DNA. We're designed that way. And that's why there is war. But you... you are different... You're the same as us. We have no past, no future. We live in the moment, that's out only purpose. Humans weren't designed to bring each other happiness; from the moment we're thrown into this world, we're fated to bring each other nothing but pain and misery. The first person who's mind I dove into was my father's... I saw nothing but disgust and hatred for me in his heart. My mother died in childbirth... and he despised me for it... I thought my father was going to kill me. That's when my future disappeared. I lost my past as well. When I came to, the village was engulfed in flames... We are truly the same, you and I... The world is a more interesting place with people like you in it... I never agreed with the Boss's revolution; his dreams of world conquest do not interest me. I just wanted an excuse to kill as many people as I could. I've seen true evil. You, Snake. You're just like the Boss... No, you're worse. Compared to you, I'm like a saint.
MrTotallyRad Kinda scary when a murderer tells you that you're worse than him. Snake must have took that to heart because Mantis' words really affected him. But" it's hard not to feel sorry for Mantis.
You can question it for sure. But since early philosophers knew the "infinite regression" paradox and ultimately brings the conclusion of: God is uncreated. It's like saying "the cake is baked, so who baked the baker?" Simple question answered before thousands of years.
I can read people's minds. In my lifetime I have read the pasts, present, and futures of thousands upon thousands of men and women.. And each mind that I peered into was stuffed with the same single object of obsession. That selfish and atavistic desire to pass on one's seed... it was enough to make me sick. Every living thing on this planet exists to mindlessly pass on their DNA. We're designed that way. And that's why there is war. But you... you are different... You're the same as us. We have no past, no future. We live in the moment, that's out only purpose. Humans weren't designed to bring each other happiness; from the moment we're thrown into this world, we're fated to bring each other nothing but pain and misery. The first person who's mind I dove into was my father's... I saw nothing but disgust and hatred for me in his heart. My mother died in childbirth... and he despised me for it... I thought my father was going to kill me.
That's when my future disappeared. I lost my past as well. When I came to, the village was engulfed in flames...
We are truly the same, you and I... The world is a more interesting place with people like you in it... I never agreed with the Boss's revolution; his dreams of world conquest do not interest me. I just wanted an excuse to kill as many people as I could.
I've seen true evil. You, Snake. You're just like the Boss... No, you're worse. Compared to you, I'm like a saint.
MrTotallyRad Kinda scary when a murderer tells you that you're worse than him. Snake must have took that to heart because Mantis' words really affected him. But" it's hard not to feel sorry for Mantis.
"Snake... you like men..."
"You can see into my mind???"
"No..."
"fuck..."
"You're supposed to hit her!"
"Damn right I'm gonna hit that!"
*Grabs Raiden's crotch* ... "You're... A man?"
legendary game!
Still love this theme
Huh? You don't like girls??
The very very very dark side of the mind. The mind were you can question "Who created Life, especially, who created God?"
You can question it for sure. But since early philosophers knew the "infinite regression" paradox and ultimately brings the conclusion of: God is uncreated.
It's like saying "the cake is baked, so who baked the baker?"
Simple question answered before thousands of years.