Disgust is a type of aversive reaction that involves withdrawing from a person or object with strong expressions of revulsion whether real or pretended. Another definition of disgust can be defined as a revulsion response towards potential contamination . Disgust can be described as a universal, basic emotion that functions to help protect an organism from ingesting potentially harmful substances, thereby promoting disease avoidance. It is one of the basic emotions and is typically associated with things that are regarded as unclean, inedible, infectious, gory or otherwise offensive. In The Expression of the Emotions in Man and Animals, Charles Darwin wrote that disgust refers to something revolting. Disgust is experienced primarily in relation to the sense of taste (either perceived or imagined), and secondarily to anything which causes a similar feeling by sense of smell, touch, or vision. Musically sensitive people may even be disgusted by the cacophony of inharmonious sounds. Research continually has proven a relationship between disgust and anxiety disorders such as spider phobia, blood-injection-injury phobia, and contamination fear related obsessive-compulsive disorder(also known as OCD). Fear of contamination, by insects, waste products or any kind of corruption, may inspire disgust. In this case, disgust arises from a process of inference from perceptual experience. For example, the understanding that insects have, in the past, caused pestilence may lead to a present-moment extrapolation that certain other insects, however innocuous, are disgusting because they are causing, or could cause, disease. Disgust is one of the basic emotions of Robert Plutchik's theory of emotions and has been studied extensively by Paul Rozin. It invokes a characteristic facial expression, one of Paul Ekman's six universal facial expressions of emotion. Unlike the emotions of fear, anger, and sadness, disgust is associated with a decrease in heart rate. It is necessary to resist the temptation to universalize in dealing with such complex states of mind and emotions as disgust. People in many professions, such as medical care, police work, fire fighting and the military learn to repress their disgust responses and may even lose the capacity to experience disgust altogether.[citation needed]
The only sentiments
I've got for myself are:
Hate and disgust
"...The creature has been captured
With no resistance..."
It's not just my imagination that I got a gun to my head. Cause I can feel the cold metal and I can smell the gun powder. I know they got their sights on me and its not just paranoia that makes me think this way. I know they got their plan for me. I know they got a grave for me. They want me to admit defeat. They want me to show my fear they know their system's going to break me. It's crushed countless before me.
I stand here and try to look out into the dark vastness that is my future. Unfortunately I can't see shit. There are clouds and there seems to be layers to the sky. It's all just too unknown. I waste time wanting to know what will happen. How will it end. But I never want to reach that day when I no longer have a need for that curiosity. I don't want to know the end to this "movie".
Tired of kids being harassed by cops
State control's gotta be stopped
Badge and gun, and extension of their dicks
all these pigs make me sick
Disgusted, all the things that I see
Tired of kids being harassed by cops
State control's gotta be stopped
Badge and gun, and extension of their dicks
all these pigs make me sick
Disgusted, all the things that I see
Disgusted anger, misery
I'm the dot that you never notice, bloodshed.
I'm the blade that separates filth from soul.
I'm the knife deep in your back, kneel before me.
I'm the one that cries for attack.
Behold!
The voices are closing in.
A wall of corpses you create, for shelter, for hope.
You try to run, you try to flee,
but on your knees you'll be when I correct the flaw of life.
You are a defect, a mistake from above.
You make me puke, you poison the air.
An auction of pain, the higest bidder is I.
In complete joy I would leave your remains to rot.
I control your degree of pain.
Behold!
The voices are closing in.
A wall of corpses you create, for shelter, for hope.
You try to run, you try to flee,
but on your knees you'll be when I correct the flaw of life.
An abscess.
House of cards, Chastisement - bad seed
I'm condecending, I'm pain.
I'm the one, it feeds my vain.
I tear your wall, when it fall you will cease.
You are filth, you make me puke.
An abscess.
I'm the cancer that eats you alive, torture.
I'm the blade that slit your fucking veins.
You are filth, you make me puke!
The voices are closing in.
A wall of corpses you create, for shelter, for hope.
You try to run, you try to flee,
I'm going to cry
I live and die
I search and find
I waste my time
I blame my loss
When I drag my cross
I reach my ???
I see disgust
Gotta hold on to my disgust
I dig ??? and creep
I laugh and sleep
My rolling thunder
But still I wonder
I twitch and ???
Sometimes I wonder
You should see it work
The politics and dirt
Give it to me inch by inch
Take it from me mile by mile
Sometimes she cries