As far as he was concerned, temper and rage, were nothing more than weakness through emotion. It was the ability to think, not feel, that gave cause to the success of man. It is not what people feel that truly matters in the long run, it is how they think and act that defines them. It is the only way to enter and leave any given situation.

It is not callous, it is not not evil nor nasty, it is the moment and success that matters. Emotions are nothing more than an encumbrance to the mind, embraced by the weak and dull of wit.

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He learned long ago, that while it was easier to put a bullet into someone, bury them on private farming property unnoticed and unknown by the farmer, it was not good for sustainable profitability. It was not the way to ensure bills got paid, and cash flow had to continue. The dead are no good to anyone.

Life, generally, perplexed him. For the most part, he just didn’t get it. He was exceptionally intelligent, but many things went completely over his head, particularly when it came to people. Insinuations and nuances were lost on him, and he believed what people told him, regardless of outrageousness. He did because it didn’t occur to him to think that anything told to him was anything other than a statement of fact. When posed with a problem that required solving, he would appear aloof, not immediately replying. He quite often remained silent for longer than was comfortable for the person doing the asking. What was happening, however, was his silent thought process, exploring a question, never a problem, from every one of the millions of conceivable angles available to him. When he did finally did respond, the answer have gave, whilst 100% accurate, was generally entirely wrong contextually. Rhetorics were missed by him. People often thought they had gotten the better of him, as it was generally assumed that he was simple. It would not be until later that they would find they had received everything they had asked for from him, and for the most part, they did not enjoy it. That said, he was neither cruel nor kind, he had no time for either of those states of mind. There were only actions to achieve results, nothing more nor less.

He had had, what many would describe as ‘fights’, or had enacted actions others would perceive as utter and extreme violence. Yet in his mind of minds, all he had done was remove an obstacle. Pain, whilst he felt it, was not acknowledged as anything more than a sensory emotion, and therefore, was irrelevant. As a result of this, he did not understand the relevance of it when experienced or expressed by others. He neither enjoyed, nor found distaste in the pain and suffering, and death was just another bodily state to him.

Nothing more, nothing less.

And yet, he never got bored. He was deeply curious about everything; he always knew exactly where he was; he infuriated everyone, and did not think to care what they thought. He did not live in the world of others, they all resided in his.

And then he met a girl.

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