03-31-2020, 01:35 AM
Caustic stops for a moment, turning his head, one of the dots above his brow raising and giving a small hum. It was a simple matter. Religion was dying as a whole in Caustic’s time, and he prided himself on being a logical intellect. Therefore, religion was a nuisance in all regards to science. ”A wise choice, at your age. Be sure to keep your mind open to other ideas though.” He is not encouraging an exploration of religions but he is congratulating Ivan on his current decision.
He continues walking, wondering how much longer this conversation would carry on. Caustic can see the tavern in the distance, and he weighs out in his head what he should eat. He wonders if he can shake off the child by then or if he would have to let this conversation persist. Likely, the latter; he wanted to encourage Ivan’s intelligence, just as he had done with Natalie for so many years. ”I’m walking to the tavern by the way, you can grab something to eat while we are there.” he knows that if Ivan tried to sit down and have breakfast with him that the eating would be one-sided. Caustic didn’t even eat in front of Octavio. ”Anyways, I find Darwin’s theory to be fundamental to life.” Caustic doesn’t find any nobility in defending the weak or innocent, especially when it came to the games. It just got you killed easier. The scientists mindset is different- he spent uncountable trials in the games. Plenty where he came out on top, but also plenty where he was killed himself. Caustic filtered out the weak, for he had evolved to be better. ”I do agree that constructs such as civilization and rationality can be an obstacle for it, as-“ he almost said humans, he coughs. ”When we civilize, we have a natural tendency to protect the sick or weak of our herds. This, thereby, allows the weak of our groups to live, and eventually reproduce to create more weak members.” He doesn’t want to point it out to the boy, but Ivan’s sister Alice crosses his mind. Humans became an expert at such a task, stopping natural selection in its tracks for generations. He coughs again.
On the subject of rationality, Caustic pauses, mulling it over in his head. ”Ivan, you speak of Rationality and how it is more than a fight for genetic survival... but after all, is that what you need to do?” He had heard the Selby was a herbivore and such a trait could be passed to his children. "Fundamentally, no matter how we consciously detach ourselves from it, we are both animals.” It’s a sickening thought in Caustic’s head. He had no desire to be this way. He wanted snacks and bread, coffee or black beans. He nearly salivates, but quickly pulls himself back to reality. ”We are both carnivores, and we must eat the proteins of others in order to survive. This could be murder, in the case of one rational predator attacking a rational prey, but we must do these things for our survival.”
He’s getting off topic, he realizes, at that wasn’t the boy’s initial rebuttal.
”In this way, you are going to cause prey to suffer in your future. You are destined to by predisposed organs and bodily functions.” He pauses, stopping to give a few coughs, then continues the the tavern. It’s closer now. ”And I say that you are going to suffer in your life because, well, everyone does. Whether emotionally, mentally, or physically. It’s a haunting thought to loom over, but one that comes with an expectation of the future.”
He continues walking, wondering how much longer this conversation would carry on. Caustic can see the tavern in the distance, and he weighs out in his head what he should eat. He wonders if he can shake off the child by then or if he would have to let this conversation persist. Likely, the latter; he wanted to encourage Ivan’s intelligence, just as he had done with Natalie for so many years. ”I’m walking to the tavern by the way, you can grab something to eat while we are there.” he knows that if Ivan tried to sit down and have breakfast with him that the eating would be one-sided. Caustic didn’t even eat in front of Octavio. ”Anyways, I find Darwin’s theory to be fundamental to life.” Caustic doesn’t find any nobility in defending the weak or innocent, especially when it came to the games. It just got you killed easier. The scientists mindset is different- he spent uncountable trials in the games. Plenty where he came out on top, but also plenty where he was killed himself. Caustic filtered out the weak, for he had evolved to be better. ”I do agree that constructs such as civilization and rationality can be an obstacle for it, as-“ he almost said humans, he coughs. ”When we civilize, we have a natural tendency to protect the sick or weak of our herds. This, thereby, allows the weak of our groups to live, and eventually reproduce to create more weak members.” He doesn’t want to point it out to the boy, but Ivan’s sister Alice crosses his mind. Humans became an expert at such a task, stopping natural selection in its tracks for generations. He coughs again.
On the subject of rationality, Caustic pauses, mulling it over in his head. ”Ivan, you speak of Rationality and how it is more than a fight for genetic survival... but after all, is that what you need to do?” He had heard the Selby was a herbivore and such a trait could be passed to his children. "Fundamentally, no matter how we consciously detach ourselves from it, we are both animals.” It’s a sickening thought in Caustic’s head. He had no desire to be this way. He wanted snacks and bread, coffee or black beans. He nearly salivates, but quickly pulls himself back to reality. ”We are both carnivores, and we must eat the proteins of others in order to survive. This could be murder, in the case of one rational predator attacking a rational prey, but we must do these things for our survival.”
He’s getting off topic, he realizes, at that wasn’t the boy’s initial rebuttal.
”In this way, you are going to cause prey to suffer in your future. You are destined to by predisposed organs and bodily functions.” He pauses, stopping to give a few coughs, then continues the the tavern. It’s closer now. ”And I say that you are going to suffer in your life because, well, everyone does. Whether emotionally, mentally, or physically. It’s a haunting thought to loom over, but one that comes with an expectation of the future.”
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