[ WP ] You find out that your son who hates you , has the power to determine your fate at all times .

You think and you are. I know I exist because I can recognize a thought process. I also recognize good feelings. I'm on heroin right now. 
 
 My son is my genetics. Half me. But he might as well be all me. He thinks just like me. But he hates me. He says I gave up. 
 
 I gave up feeling bad. Now I am on heroin. 
 
 But someday I will die and this feeling will cease in the universe. No one can experience heroin like my personal genetic makeup. That's why my son makes me so sad. 
 
 `` I'll never try heroin. I do n't want to spend all my time staring at the ceiling, I do n't care how good I'll feel.'' 
 
 Honestly he just does n't get it. Why does he do anything if not for good feelings. Heroin is the easiest way to feel good forever. 
 
 `` My goal is n't to feel good. My goal is to be good.'' 
 
 Good is subjective son. Heroin is good. Why suffer to conform to a rigid sense of what is good. Conform to a looser sense and accept all good feelings as good. 
 
 `` The good feelings end someday.'' 
 
 No they do n't. 
 
 `` Everything ends someday. Make the most of what you have.'' 
 
 That's what I'm doing. The future of my genetic identity is in question. Please experience the life giving freedom of responsible heroin use and teach every future generation the same. 
 
 `` You are a monster, dad. I do n't even know you.'' 
 
 I should have never let him see trainspotting as a kid. 
 
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