For me, cannibalism isn’t a metaphor. I truly and literally believe in cannibalism as the only real path to the ultimate goal: becoming one and keeping them eternal. I understand Dahmer’s logic.
I don’t place much value on life itself, and I don’t believe that living as long as possible should necessarily be the goal. What matters to me is reaching that final objective. The day my life ends in the most tragically intense—and therefore the most aesthetic—way possible will be a good day. That’s the day I peacefully and respectfully end my own life. The one we share an extremely deep bond with will eat my flesh for as long as they want. And because I believe true physical oneness can only happen when one body fully enters the other, they will cremate and consume the rest of me—including the parts that aren’t easily edible—then finally end their own life. By that point, the ultimate goal I mentioned earlier will have been achieved, and the mission can be completed in the most aesthetic way possible.
This logic and idea are completely personal. As a result, other people won’t understand it, and no one can genuinely empathize with me.
