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| I want to train Pokemon... I sense doubt in the reader, stay with me and I'll tell you why, I'm not a weirdo (well maybe I am but don't you just have to know where I'm going with this?) and I have a very good Philosophical reason for thinking these things. The world conditions us with to much aggression, it's not really the worlds fault we built this oppressive aggravating society and so I suppose we are as responsible as any when it fuels us with aggression and hatred. This aggression and hatred leads o anger, violence and general angst. If we could remove all this the world would seem a much better place and we wouldn't have such and aggressive culture. So we need to find a suitable outlet for this aggresion, the obvious one is physical sports but that doesn't appeal to me at all, they tried to get me to do that at school and the sheer concept of that kind of waist of energy is just inconceivable for me. So what do I want to do to burn of my aggression? I want cute little monsters with magical powers, I want to raise them, befriend them, train them, then encourage them to kick the SHIT out of each other for the entertainment of myself and an opposing trainer.. Is that so wrong? |
| Philosophy... Honest! |
| Lesson One. Pokemon and all things violent. |
| Tom would like to warn everybody that he is in fact the worlds biggest pokemon fan... pathetic isn't it? |
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| Tom gazes out on the world in disgust. |