Everything in this world is a big fiction. The economy is a jewish fairytale. So is politics. I don't know when it all stopped being real but I guess it's when they sold the people a lie they could be "free" and nothing has fundamentally changed it's all just new terminology and new setting but pyramids will always be pyramids. The very word freedom comes from a rootword that meant one who owns... like a lord, a landowner, that kind of thing. A freeman owns himself and others, a slave is in bondage, working off a debt. In past centuries men got sold into slavery regularly to pay off debts and they'd work it off and then after however many years they'd be free again assuming they weren't the type who just loved their slavery too much, taking on more debts, and being like that the rest of their life... or they'd end up as slaves because of crime. Slavery never was hereditary but it might as well be. It's literally theatrics and glow in the dark manipulation to keep everything running smooth so everything doesn't fall apart. Keep everyone busy and stupid so they can live it up seems to be the motive at least on the human level. Most everyone is happy with this system, as happy as can be, but I am unfit for wasting my life. I got a mission that is much more important than merely living a life.
The grounds for stripping people of this lie is already being laid and I am very conflicted about it. On the one hand not everyone can be free, humanity is largely meant to be subservient with some notable exceptions, which are always allowed to ascend the ranks anyways. I like the American narrative and the ideas the ancients had for this continent but low IQ morons basically ruined it just like when they ruined the Bible and like how they ruin everything that is too abstract for them.
Why we don't just kill off the deadweight of humanity? The answer seems to be that we're human farming, looking for new genetic aberrations. Then again it's really much more sense that drama and suffering is psychic fuel.
Today is a sad day for me but my whole worldview changes drastically on a regular basis. I stare into a big broken mirror shards and I see something subtle and horrible and then I decide to put something into the mind that is nice and ever so subtle, something I can't even see but it comes in all the same, and I like myself again... but it's a big effort. It's not my resting place. I don't rest well. I want to put to death so much. So much that clings to me, I fucked up so hard. I need to be reborn.
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