Short quote : Cruel by Default

Note : Photo for this blogpost has been taken from the web
I think some souls are just heartless by default and I think some souls should pray to God more than others to ask for a heart that seeks compassion and empathy for people.— because I’ve witnessed some people stating that they just don’t seem to care about others even though they wish to care. It’s peculiar but interestingly – we also have genes that promote that behavior as we inherit them from our parents. Ever heard of survival of the fittest? Darwin’s theory? How the genes of survival are passed on? The selfish genes or the alleles of that behavior are selected over alleles of self-less behavior because self-less behavior requires sacrifice.


Crazy thought but it maybe a reality of this world, life is insane.
marina abromovic
Photo of Social Experiment created by the renowned Marina Abromovic. 

Please Note : The below mentioned Article is not written by me.

“The piece:

‘Rhythm 0, 1974’

The idea, loosely explained, was to test the limits binding the performer and the audience to their furthest degree. She did this by assigning herself a horrifically passive role, where she would stand, for six hours, in an open space, behind a table with carefully chosen objects laid upon it, and a sign explaining what she was doing, and that she would take full responsibility for what was to happen to her.

On the table, the objects she used consisted of things that could be used for pleasure, and objects that could be used for pain, as far as death:

A rose. A feather. Grapes. Honey. A condom. A whip. A scalpel. A gun. And a single bullet.

Apparently, as she explains in the interview, beginning the performance, her audience was quite playful. They were hesitant and reserved and did not think to push the boundaries.

Later, they became more aggressive.  She explains it as “6 hours of real horror.” Where people tore at her clothes. Pierced her skin with a rose’s stem. Cut her with a knife and drank her blood. They carried her around, half naked, laid her down on the table and stabbed the knife in between her legs, driving it into and through the table’s surface.

It got to the stage where somebody put the bullet into the gun, and held it at her head with a finger on the trigger. Another member of the audience brushed this person aside, and diffused the situation. Another person tried to have sex with her, until (assumedly “he”) he was deterred by someone else. The tension was thick, real.

After the six hours had lapsed, after she had been caressed, pricked, cut, scalded, almost raped, and almost shot in the head, the gallery’s supervisor came and said that the act was now over. She walked forward toward the audience, naked, with blood dripping from her skin, tears in her eyes. The result?

Everybody ran away. Not one person was willing to confront her active state.

She explained that that night, when she was staring at herself in the mirror of her hotel room, that she saw a long, single strand of white hair.

I don’t believe in God. And I don’t believe that anyone is a “real” or “authentic” prophet – that is to say, I don’t believe that people are hand picked and sent down from “heaven” to lead us.

However, there is something hauntingly beautiful about this woman, eerie. Her eyes are possessed with only presence. I had tears in my eyes – not when I read the story or listened to a video of her explaining what happened during this process – but rather, and simply, when I watched her do a promotional video for a piece that she did for MoMa.

There is just something about her eyes that speak so clearly without words.”

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