Through the eyes of Rodion Romanich Raskolnikov, an extraordinary being is “one who must not follow the moral codes that affect the ordinary since they are meant to be great men.” Further, “an extraordinary man would not need to think twice about his actions.” Napoleon Bonaparte was Raskolnikov’s picture of an extraordinary being.
Rasko probably overlooked the part where Napoleon met his Waterloo.
Going back to being extraordinary, can a man really commit crime without any self-inflicted and unfavorable drawbacks? Murder without repercussions?
I met this mysterious person a few weeks back. Back then, he was nothing short of a midsummer mess. One look and I knew he needed to be pulled out of that wreckage he called “his past.” Yesterday, an odd thing happened. I saw him. It seemed like his eyes screamed redemption. Over and over, I asked myself how he shot down those vulnerability vultures that flew right above his skies.
When I asked him what had happened, he smiled… and In a decisive tone, he said, “I learned to kill… I killed someone and I find happiness whenever I look at the crime scene.”
At that moment, I was left lost and confused. I asked myself, “Is he extraordinary enough not to feel the repercussions of the murder he had done?”
23 years later, he proved Raskolnikov’s theory of the extraordinary man. He had killed many without remorse. I began to envy him as I see him preying on the potential emotional and psychological torments of the numerous murders he had done. In my belief, he had mastered the art of killing.
In this life, I met an extraordinary being. And… before I am 30, I am to going to be extraordinary just so I can kill.
things i learned before turning 30 