That you seem to keep forgetting who you are talking to.

It's interesting to watch people crawl towards solutions.

I'll never understand how they think so slowly, or laboriously.

As long as you keep forgetting you aren't dealing with an unperceptive idiot, you won't know what to expect.

I know people better than they know themselves.

They call those "rhetorical questions".

I can tell you that has nothing to do with considering someone a true equal.

It's all bull****, you aren't my equal, not in truth, and you probably don't think I'm yours either.

That's self deprecating.
I can't say anything but the truth when it comes to equality. Too deeply ingrained it is.
I know I'm above so many others, I was given the 411 on that years ago.
I measure people instinctively, and place them accordingly.

I'm a misanthrope because of it, because no one measures up.

I've probably managed to manifest my feelings in the real world as well. Suffering follows in my wake.

I do what I please, if I want to type something I will type it.

There is nothing invested in words.

And you know exactly what I mean, it is one thing to call someone equal, another to actually think it, and yet another thing to admit it.

I have no equals. If I call someone one, all it means is that I find them marginally less useless than the rest of the waste of genetic material others call humankind. Sometimes, if they are lucky or horribly unlucky, even endearingly so.

Maybe I think of people more as pets than as whatever else they could be.

It's almost as if I allow the rest of existence to exist, simply because I do not take action to destroy it.

Do you honestly think of me as an equal?
Because I wouldn't be surprised if you actually did not.

I spent less than 2 minutes on that reply. >_>

The hell are you talking about, too much time?

Looks more like implicating someone to me.

Now you try to say you are only asking questions. If you are truly only asking questions, then you were given those answers.

I do not formulate answers to please anyone. Ultimately, I couldn't care less what anyone thinks about me. I live only to please myself, and I need the assistance of no one to achieve that goal.

I am, quite simply, an amoral predator. Nobody is immune if they associate with me.
I'm not kind, I'm not nice. I will hurt people on a whim if it serves to amuse me, or I might simply float by harmlessly.

I've said once upon a time that I keep my promises, it would probably be more accurate to say I don't make promises I won't keep.

You don't see other people making idiotic assumptions as to how I think and feel.