How do you find inner peace being a knife nut?

I stab people, 4, 5 people everyday
I tried to see a shrink to stop that sh*t but it ain't no FN way
I stabbed him, stabbed his nurse and his FN cat
Stabbed them! Stabbed them all like that
I stab people I know, I stabbed Alex, my manager
He was like, "WHAT THE *UCK?!" I stabbed him in the gut!
I order food just to stab the guy when he gets there, I don't care
I stab anybody anywhere [uh, uh] there
I stabbed the mailman, he was pissed, he tried to mace me
I'm too quick with the stabbing, come on, come on, taste me
I stabbed Twizted, Jimmy Madrox, I stabbed 'em
Myzery stabbed me OWW!! Gdamn him!
I stab old people, ladies, little kids, I DON'T GIVE A *UCK!
I stabbed a fat guy in the butt [hehe], what?
I met Pete Rose and stabbed him, twice in his nipple
I'm Violent J, I stab people.
Damn, and I thought I stabbed a lot of people in my line of work. I guess that's what makes me a "functioning" psycho. I do it to get paid, not because it's fun.

Ok realistically, things have gotten weird with my collection. My collection is shrinking actually. I gave four away in April, I've got two I'm going to sell. It's weird, but I pretty much find myself reaching for the same few knives for EDC: Alan Davis, Biryukov 12, Cheburkov Strizh, Demko AD20.5, and ZT 0095BLK.

I think I may sell more. This will at least get me funds to buy the Biryukov I want sooner than anticipated.

I have three dedicated use the hell out of knives, both Spyderco's, GB, Manix 2, and PM2.

Everything else I have to remember to carry occasionally, and that includes some pretty nice ones.
 
I step in and out of the knife-obsession stream but always have one on me. Built some lovely magnetic boards to hold the collection but of course now I'm out of room again. I should probably trim the collection a lot but instead I seem to have ordered more magnets...
 
Dreaming of an island life with a favorite knife (notice I did say my favorite as there are too many favorites ) and a cold drink in my hand, waves hitting the shore. Just dreaming about a place and knowing I have the knife already, just got to find the right spot, gives me comfort. Sometimes I try and remember the feeling I got when I found a good knife and a good price at just the right time.
 
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I dip into knives I already own, but have spent a long time languishing in the interstices of my safe. Rediscovering what I’ve picked up along the way is usually more fun than getting something new.

Gifting a nice knife to someone, whether spontaneous or methodically planned, also engenders homeostasis.

Well said, ditto sometimes for me, except no safe, bur boxes and drawers.
 
Dreaming of an island life with a favorite knife (notice I did say my favorite as there are too many favorites ) and a cold drink in my hand, waves hitting the shore. Just dreaming about a place and knowing I have the knife already, just got to find the right spot, gives me comfort. Sometimes I try and remember the feeling I got when I found a good knife and a good price at just the right time.
Ah, meditation
 
Don't be sorry. It's liberating in its own way. I haven't looked at knives since I bought an Alan Davis in May, over a month ago. I have a custom coming approximately im November and plan on buying nothing until then. Next year I plan to buy a Biryukov flipper in S390, and maybe one other. I like having a smaller, high quality collection.

I've a lot of changes happening in my life, and have been saving as much as I can. I had saved up for what I thought would be a trip to Blade show, and when it didn't work out, I spent a portion of what I saved on the aforementioned Davis and the rest stayed in savings. I'll most likely be changing jobs at the end of the year, and while I'll be making more money, I may buy a place. It's also my opportunity to finally get out of Illinois.
Go west, young man.
 
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