They grow inside us, unwanted and intrusive. They take over and put you in a coma of delusional misguidedness, destroying healthy logic and replacing it with desires, needs, and feelings that are purely nonsensical in nature. They rip us to shreds, and yet... they make us human.
It's a love-hate relationship. So many downsides to emotion, we wonder why we don't just cut ourselves off. Or why we evolved into this painful existence in the first place.
But still, they define us. Life would be a black and white moving picture without them. We would wander through our lives, the monotonous trials of everyday processes, without feeling, just going through the motions of true life., never knowing love, sorrow, hate, or joy.
Sounds wonderful, doesn't it?
The world would be much quieter, peaceful for a change. Intense Lust wouldn't whisper in your ear every time that beautiful girl you can never have crosses you in the hall. Fiery Anger wouldn't flare every time that bully opens his fat mouth. Dark Wrath wouldn't hold any more grudges or mess with your head.
It also sounds very...lonely. With no emotion, there is no need for empathy, which is the only thing that connects us as people in a deep manner. No one would care.
I didn't mention Love a minute ago because it's not all bad. Love is absolutely wonderful; a beautiful, light feeling sweeping through your body and connecting you to the object of your sweet affection. But it's also a backstabbing, cunning monster, able to betray you in a heartbeat. Lead you to do stupid things. Cheat on your wife with illusions of loving another. Break up with your girlfriend by momentarily letting its grip on you weaken.
It's a double edged sword, that one.
I guess we would just be robots without this cancer. No fun in that, is there?
Also, there wouldn’t be any danger there either.