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What does it mean to be depraved?

Am I depraved in my words and desires? The things I have done?

How can I explain that when I die I want all of my loved ones to receive a bone so that I’m always with them?

Or that I would carry my loves blood on a chain around my neck for no other reason than wanting to always be close to them.

Is it always outrageous to acknowledge that to be as close as possible to someone by sharing their skin that it would be a privilege?

Depraved or not, I would stake myself to the ground to stay in place if a friend asked me to. Rooted in place as they grow with trees and fly into the sun.

Or that I would carve out my organs for them while I was still living if it was the difference between life and death for them, even if it killed me in the process.

Suppose it’s possible to love someone so much, where is the line?

Is it before or after presenting your heart on a silver platter alongside a knife and asking them to cut you open so they can see how much space they take in it?

But what about depravity when it comes to ones self? And not on their actions towards those that would walk across knives for?

What makes ones soul depraved when alone in the world?

Is that even possible as long as the acts and choices are not downright wrong?

If I enjoy pain as a way to let my emotions bleed to the floor an leave my body but not enough to leave me decaying in the earth, is that depraved? Or just not quite right?

What if I just enjoy a little bit of pain in all aspects of my life?

How and why is that so bad? Just because it may not be a shared sentiment with the majority of souls on this planet, it should not mean that it is looked down upon unless it is inherently evil?

I suppose depravity can be used to describe anything that is fun.