Free Will does not exist!
A young and thriving female dog in heat will do anything to creamaliciously mate with a probing male hellbent on fornicating for the sake of his non-neutered testicles, dangling for the purpose of sheer elation.
Alas, we do not have Free Will. Whether animals have consciousness or not (according to Descartes).
I am fine now. Still, hours from now my cerebral capacity may forge an instinct to engage in coitus with a shimmering blonde female of the human variety; thus--I will do it, enjoying the Earth-Like, mortal image of a modern Freyja and the champagne yellow kiss of the Nordic gods. Nonetheless, I must be realistic and embrace the university of EVERYTHING.
But, c'mon. Free Will can't exist. Guys kill other guys for the love of hot girls. Guys will do anything for a hot girl; next, wake up, realizing hindsight is 20/20.
We are all incarcerated in the sum of nefarious hatred towards the Abrahamic God by way of our innate biology. Indeed, life gets worse. You get sick, maybe bowel cancer, pooping blood till sanguine death, carrying not the altruistic nature of the chopped-wood cross yet a toilet seat ornamented in the mire of a former bowel movement made at a local, bucolic cuisine establishment frequented by hillbilly zombies, or so I think.
Regardless, we all make mistakes. Zimmerman accused of murder when some young, mercurial adolescent with pulsating adolescence in his blood system, beating down the dude, proclaiming, "Hitt'n you in the skull cause I mean it!" Still, should we imprison this man for decades, castrating his effect on American Nature? And what about castration for the Moon Pull of diabolical rape? Once, a wicked government castrated a flesh-driven man for rape as his punishment; next, he strangled a young girl and violated her with a broomstick. Can't we brainstorm better; plus, treat our incarcerated brethren in a sublime fashion that will forge them into decent human beings not under the physiological spell of their desiring loins?
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Be well, Mark David King.
