Cannibalism is the aesthetic idea of eternal unity — turning a spiritual companion into a physical one. It’s about keeping your companion with you forever and truly becoming one with them.
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Cannibalism is the aesthetic idea of eternal unity — turning a spiritual companion into a physical one. It’s about keeping your companion with you forever and truly becoming one with them.
Only Jeff would understand.
Dennis Nilsen was a necrophile but not a cannibal.
Armin Meiwes is a cannibal but not a necrophile.
Zack Bowen was both a cannibal and a necrophile but not clingy.
Jeffrey Dahmer was a necrophile, a cannibal, and clingy. That man was one of a kind.
Sorry bro, the world was just too small for you and your ideas.
He was beautiful.
He was clingy.
He was a cannibal.
He was a criminal.
He was intelligent.
He was a loner.
He was a necrophile.
1994 was the year a sad man died—someone who strangely held all good qualities, and who will never be repeated in this existence again.
Jeffrey Dahmer was just a sensitive hot guy. It was all just a misunderstanding.
"I thought if I could preserve this guy's skin, I could wrap myself in him. His outer shell would surround me. I would actually be in him. We would be one."
There was only one man in all existence who thought this way. It made him unique and unreachable, and made the world small to him. He came, lived a sad life, and was killed long ago. What a suffocating feeling.
My interest and respect toward Jeffrey Dahmer came directly from him not from Netflix and Evan Peters.
I sympathize with Dahmer unapologetically and exactly for who he was, and for his extremely satisfying and aesthetic logic behind cannibalism and necrophilia.