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I have no wish to enter into a long discussion on if she had it coming or not, and on what is or isn't human nature, so I am sorry if my contribution doesn't contribute to what you all seem to be focusing on most.
I just needed to say that I'm very sorry for that poor woman. Truly sorry.
I think she was trying to confirm for herself, and perhaps for others, that human nature is diverse, and that though you shouldn't trust some people, there are always many others you can trust. This may still be true, but...
This was a most unfortunate murder and I can't help but feel that it is pointless to dissect the situation, except to say that this only seems to confirm the worst in ourselves. Though the event may have been fortuitous, it seems quite perverse and saddens me.
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Whether we write or speak or do but look
We are ever unapparent. What we are
Cannot be transfused into word or book.
Our soul from us is infinitely far.
However much we give our thoughts the will
To be our soul and gesture it abroad,
Our hearts are incommunicable still.
In what we show ourselves we are ignored.
The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged
By any skill of thought or trick of seeming.
Unto our very selves we are abridged
When we would utter to our thought our being.
We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams,
And each to each other dreams of others' dreams.
Fernando Pessoa, 1918
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