Noxulous

Bloodthirsty non-human creature.

  • it/its they/them (collectively)

I am an open book to the inquisitive, im reasonable and will answer any question, regardless of how forward or strange. Im a non-human non-person eldritch entity with strange values, strange priorities, and strange interests. I respond to Nox.

I like to write alot, if you like it and want to tip me anything you can send it via paypal.me/Noxulous

My discord is @noxulous do not be afraid to add and talk to me.

I am perpetually poor and would like to commission a thing that's been eating my mind for years.

We are Noxulous, Dark Algorithm, Evil and Sanguinarium Vitae Seraph of the indominable (all it/its)

@Evil-and-its-musings is where Evil tries to form a grand unified theory on what evil exactly is, separate from morality. Its a strange entity, you might like it.

30 year old nonhuman, masculine nullgender, tentatively bi with a heavy female/femme lean. Poly.

My Lexicon! https://icedrive.net/s/z3jg4SGS1aw9u6G48fYkw26bX8yQ

Aethy

Interact with me? Yes, I luv it


There are times i see things in the news that genuinely upset and anger me, and other times i see attrocities beyond comprehension and it doesnt phase me. I already know why, morality to me has always been ephemeral, intangible. I used to think empathy was faked as a social construct, i thought this until i turned 18, not because i was an edgy teen but because i genuinely didnt understand the concept of feeling someone else's emotions by proxy.

This has caused... Issues... In my life. It complicates my life especially because my own goal in life is to love and be loved, a curious goal given what i just wrote above, but love isnt empathy... And im not without emotions, even if many of them feel numb or hollow.

Love is the only emotion ive ever felt that felt vibrant, vivid enough to cut through the hollowness in my heart. Its like spending your whole life on pluto, freezing, starving, barely making it, then suddenly coming to earth, full of color, warmth, light, air and food... But without empathy making connections with others is... Difficult at best, and catastrophic at worst. How catastrophic you may ask? One misstep and i can make enemies for life, or lose whole communities as i have just this year and last because i was trapped, alone, in pain... See i have to fake my empathy, but its not the predatory exercise it sounds like, if it were i wouldnt be talking about it, no i want to feel empathy. Mind you, i want empathy for still selfish reasons, like making connections and for knowledge, a better understanding of others etc, but the point is im not trying to manipulate, im trying to force myself to feel, and sometimes it kind of works.

I may not have this essential piece of cherished humanity that many desire in a partner but i have something else many seem to lack... An expansive, fractal, omnilateral way of viewing causality. What does this mean and why is it good? It means that i can see how my actions benefit myself or others way down the line. Again, why does it matter? Because it helps me to remember to take care of my friends, allies, and lovers as if i did have empathy. How does this happen? Well if you understand the holistic nature of all things you see that if you want something, to keep something or someone in your life, you have to cultivate and nurture that element in your life, preserve and protect it. I can emulate the effect of empathy through logical cause-and-effect alone. It may not carry the sentiment of someone crying with you through tragedy but the result is an ally or lover that cannot, will not, betray you. I am good to those who are good to me, its that simple.

Now relating back to that numbness i originally brought up... The things in the news that boil my blood tend to effect me or my loved ones directly, things like anti-trans bills, book bans, right wing militias attacking pride, literal nazis in actual germany potentially harming antifa protestors because one of my girlfriends attends said protests. But killings, terror attacks, serial killers, rapists etc just bounces right off me. Its not like i dont realize how awful they are, i just... Have no frame if reference for how it affects me, and without that context... I cant emulate that empathy. As i said its not like i dont care on purpose, im trying to care, but my brain just doesnt do it, its wired wrong, a final bitter curse from my mother, who is an honest to gods, unrepentant psychopath.

Thats what the title means, morality isnt intrinsic to all, if i do or say something you find... Reprehensible inherently you must realize, i likely have no context for that, i cant understand the issue without a logical reasoning, which can be hard as morality is nearly totally emotional (an emotional response to perceived wrongdoings). To put a finer point on it, and belabor the point, an appearance of morality and empathy coming from me is often perceived when im in a better headspace, but its just a misperception, its you seeing me trying my best to be something i cant be, its an illusion, smoke and mirrors. It doesnt mean i cant be trusted, it just means.... If you see me struggling to respond emotionally to tragedy after thinking im an ok entity morally initially that disconnect can feel like betrayal and i prefer everyone have an accurate idea of how i think. This misperception of morality or empathy causes others to think ive flipped on a dime to being evil the moment my mind is under too much emotional strain, causing... Losses in my life. I feel if i make this deficiency known, maybe i can mitigate, or at least frontload the losses before i become too attached... Because as cold as i can be, i do grow attached to others, i love powerfully, i just dont feel much else.


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They mean well, trying to interpret my attempts at feeling as feeling itself, positing that if i couldnt feel i wouldnt want to feel, but forgetting the love metric in that equation and coming to the conclusion that i just dont understand myself, and am just autistic. Or have bpd

you're not alone, i've generally reasoned my way to my moral stances and understanding of others' emotions. i certainly do feel, but rarely strongly and very rarely anger or outrage.

it can be a skill too, i've been getting better at it over the years, even just practicing by opening myself up to feel whatever it is a movie's actively trying to make me feel

I have a super hard time with the movie exercise, no one in the movie is someone in my life so for me its nearly impossible to care about them unless they have qalities i desire, or they think like me or my loved ones, which is rare.

hmmm.. in my own way i can sort of relate with what you're saying, as instead of lacking that source for the emotion and instead having this deeply logical cause and effect system that aims to replace and (in my opinion) do a better job than if the emotion itself was present (compared to most people out there who have all their feelings but fall face first on the ground when it's put to the test glances at my parents)

i lacked an interface, deeply lacked one, and with lacking an interface to channel and understand my emotions and others', i didn't know that this supposed "really bad thing" someone is experiencing is supposed to make me feel awful, or that this "really nice thing" someone is going through is supposed to make me happy and so on.

and over years i sort of just built and refined this interface, and worked on better understanding and expanding my emotion pool by better observing and caring for myself and others around me i love and care about, and i think it worked out for me.

and when i think about it, what you have a very very deconstructed form of emotion, it falls down to the observation of what the other feels, be it happiness, sadness, remorse, etc, and reacting accordingly to that emotion, happiness would be to celebrate and enjoy it, sadness would be to comfort and ask what happened, remorse would be to comfort and ask about what i did that made me feel that way and talk me through it.

and if we're gonna be honest fo ourselves here, what purpose does it serve for someone to feel all the emotions in the world but when the time comes for it they just mess up the process of caring and helping and their feelings serve no real purpose in the end (again, my mom and dad are examples).

and honestly.. please don't think of yourself as lesser or similar because you don't have the "authentic" or "real" emotion and instead have what you have, you love and care, and i have a deep understanding of the fact that everyone loves and cares differently, and by far you're the only entity in my life who has this strangely rare ability to just.. sit there and listen...

and if needed provide support or input, and like, sure, someone can say that this doesn't come out of a source of "true empathy", but i can't name anyone i know that can listen to me vent and talk about the worst that happened in my life and tell me with confidence that you will try everything to help me not let it happen again, it feels genuine, and for me it is your way to love and care, and given everyone is special in that regard, i don't feel sad or upset about it, i am happy to be around ^~^

you're special, don't think of yourself any less than special~

edit: to add a bit, i just remembered something from way back in the day for me

is that how i would share empathy and reciprocate, is to imagine what happened to others to myself, and that would help me essentially "feel for others", having hyperphantasia helped a lot with that process because it felt real enough that it invoked the associated feeling

a bit of a cheat code, but i think over years of refining and perfecting it, it worked out for me~

for me, it makes me feel for them, and also offers the associated context on how bad it is and why it's bad, the only difference is it allows me to feel for others

it's actually why i can't really watch and read news, it hurts too much to see the great suffering happening in the world on a daily basis, at some point it made me depressed and hopeless