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“Empath Hearts that smell the sorrow Soaks us up, but borrowed It pricks the eyes like onions' stench Instigating us to clenched Captivating eyes with a puzzled glance They know not the fear that it plants All I grasp are shards of glass I hear the sound just like the bats Broken from the world we live in History shuns any emotional whirlwind I know the moment will eventually pass The overbearing altitude The high humidity it casts Still, the spirit pulses its cry I could not ignore it, no, not I Its vibration makes such a clearing Irrational pause, so domineering Tears are a constant side effect Pouring down and making a mess I can’t form the words to comfort thee Society bans any feelings or needs With absolutes and shameful banes With no remedy or comfort gained In truth, I wish I could cure this curse To let go and escape the populace hurt But I can’t let this emotion pass Because I’m an empath”

“Alexandra Malkovic woke out of the nightmare that had bedevilled her sleep for days. She sat up, shivering, her heart thumping. For a few seconds she could not recognise her surroundings, then the outlines of the sparse furnishings of the room solidified in the faint moonlight coming through a gap in the curtains. This was her room in the house they had commandeered in Bihac, the city Tito’s Partisans had captured after a bitter battle a few weeks before Christmas – a battle in which she had played an important part. This was safety, an end to the long weeks on the march, sleeping on the hard ground, alert always to the sound of movement in the surrounding forest and the distant howling of wolves. So why could she not sleep in peace?”

“A man in a boat is crossing a river when he sees an empty boat on course to collide with him. This doesn’t make him angry even though he’s an angry person. But then he sees someone is in the boat — he calls out, telling them to change direction. When his first call gets no response, he calls out again. And when the second is also met with silence, he calls out a third time, throwing in some insults for good measure. Before, he wasn't angry — now he is. Before, the other boat was empty — now there's someone in it. When you imagine the boats empty you won’t be so angry.”

“With any other man I should have flown outright into a dreadful passion, scorned all further words, and thrust him ignominiously from my presence. But there was something about Bartleby that not only strangely disarmed me, but in a wonderful manner touched and disconcerted me”

“The Night When Fear Strays by Stewart Stafford Each Hallowtide, all monstrous shapes do quail, No balm for wounded wretches feeling frail, Spectators as charlatan mortals filch frights, Appropriated skins on haunted nights. With bonfire’s glow ablaze in dauntless eyes, Children’s fun quelled by strangest sighs, A hulking shape, once fierce, wails tainted, Its fearful gaze in phantom mists attainted. Small, tender hands caressed its sodden fur, A trembling growl betrayed its lonesome blur, “Peace, gentle shade, what sorrow stirs unfed?” “November’s dawn shall call me home,” it said. Their kindly-shared oat cakes eased its pangs, A webbed claw from veiled night to munching fangs, It feasted with a hunger born of striven years alone, Stroked the child’s cheek for the kindness shown. When parents called, it whispered, soft and torn, “At midnight’s knell, this thicket heralds morn— Go, kindred babes, I’ll linger in this glade. Each Halloween, I’ll mourn my fear remade.” © 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.”

“The main difference between Nazis and normal people is the total lack of empathy for others. Nazi propaganda brainwashes people to believe others are inferior, subhuman, evil, and not worthy of empathy. This is the necessary final step before brainwashed Nazis gleefully mass-murder others.”

“Generation Understanding (Sonnet 2480) No matter what the apes want you to believe, it's not weakness to abandon suspicion, it's not weakness to discard judgment, it's not weakness to practice empathy, it's not weakness to be considerate - it's not misdemeanor to denounce primitive practices that our ancestors thought sensible, it's a sign of wisdom, not stupidity, to admit ignorance, rather than succumb to supernatural. My favorite answer of all is, 'I don't know' - in the absence of rigorous investigation that's the answer I fall back on the most; then there are times when logic is immaterial, there I avoid all mention of knowledge, and take the humane course, despite reason or ritual.”