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January 14, 2017
Hesitation is Death
One reason for the multiple hesitations in good people that pushes starting a family out to the 30s, 40s, or 50s is the cultivated feeling that they're not ready.
This belief is partly true. While people who have grown up on farm are well versed in nature, work, and other fundamentals of life, city folk never experience this and are instead miseducated with false narratives, taught to display obedience to ideology, and imprinted with a multitude of wrong-headed beliefs, leaving them unprepared for the basic facts of the adult world. When they are finally set free, they have no ability to understand the world, stay afloat in it, or create their own success. They hold fast to the instructions they were told are true and special, and find themselves only sinking faster, falling farther away from reality.
Secondarily, hesitation is created by media repetition suggesting that great and distant knowledge needs to be acquired through difficult means, usually just showing up to their paid lectures for certification of attendance, though every previous generation did fine without this complexity and idle teaching, as your parents and grandparents prove.
They urge you to be neurotic and afraid, because depressed and empty people buy more products and remain in need of their sage advice.
You do better to live as your grandparents did, keeping yourself simple and fixed upon the eternally tried and true.
Among Smug Fools
They are amazed by grown men throwing balls, just as they revere moving cartoon characters around the screen, and then loudly advocate political solutions that aggressively lower the quality of humanity. Next they'll tell you what music is good, also which authors, and other judgments far beyond their ability to discern. Fools everywhere assert errors in judgment, knowledge and taste, while feeling highly confident about their spurious claims. They'll try to socially compel you to capitulate and agree, insisting that you treat their ignorance as equal to wisdom.
Every thirty years a new race comes into the world -- youngster that knows nothing about anything, and after summarily devouring in all haste the results of human knowledge as they have been accumulated for thousands of years, aspires to be thought cleverer than the whole of the past. For this purpose he goes to the University, and takes to reading books -- new books, as being of his own age and standing. Everything he reads must be briefly put, must be new! he is new himself. Then he falls to and criticizes. And here I am not taking the slightest account of studies pursued for the sole object of making a living.
When you are speaking to someone with simple responsibilities, such as collecting money for a cash register, consolidating garbage from bins, or reading scam scripts over a phone, remember they will likely possess only average ability to complete their assigned task, though professional taxi drivers are generally inferior to amateur drivers.
The person you encounter on your economic exchange is likely a total disaster at everything other than performing the tasks of their profession. They have no original ideas, curiosity, or aspirations. They aren't familiar with the issues of the world, culture, or previous great accomplishments. They are dullard consumers of trendy products who fake sentience by expressing their programming.
You should immediately disregard everything they say about modern events, art, weather, or ball throwing contests. You're talking to a zombie and taking the exchange seriously.
Since they are in front of you for a transaction, you should also disregard their transactional advice, as they are representatives of money grabbers trained to obediently extract the maximum possible from you.
Remember, though the person has managed to put on clothing and learn the syntax of the local language well enough to vocalize words with some semblance of meaning, you are likely listening to the babble of a crazy degenerate fool who is misleading you because they don't know any better. Complete your exchange and move on.
Where Does It Go?
When you brush crumbs off your clothing, pick a hair off your shirt, or dust surfaces using a brush that merely moves it to the next lower surface, most people overlook that these actions create a new layer of grime for future archaeologists to explore.
The cucumber is bitter? Put it down. There are brambles in the path? Step to one side. That is enough, without also asking 'Why did these things come into the world at all?' Because the student of Nature will ridicule the question, exactly as a carpenter or cobbler would laugh at you if you found fault because you see shavings and clippings from their work in their shops.
None of these substances is a big problem, but basic cleaning should be done sensibly and completely, not just rearranging dirt to little effect and then feeling proud of the new mess that has been built.
In unawareness of what follows from one's actions, perhaps its not so bad throwing trash on your own floor, but that behavior will seem strange and antisocial when uninhibitions have you openly dirtying the floors of your friends, business contacts, and foreign dignitaries.
What Was and Could be Again
A visit to great art museums, such as The Art Institute of Chicago impacts with maximal intensity upon the realization that they contain the only extant works of civilization and the summated expression of its thoughts and experiences. No other archive captures what we saw and were, our ambitions, achievements, and measures of greatness.
Space aliens could fairly judge the worth of the species based on the best few examples of its creations. Art shows the possibility of perceiving the world and compactly communicating its subtle detailed essence.
The American wing shows the health of a young nation as a project just unfolding, perhaps already far off course after a successful start transplanting civilization and continuing it for a while. The modern wing shows what happens to broken spirits and mental patients reduced to animosity and contrarianism, typically formed into graffiti slogans but called art and treated as if equal to skilled works.
Humanity might never create finer examples of knowledge than what the arts prove. Sculpture might never be created again except as trivial attempts, orchestral compositions haven't been written for a century, and other arts appear to be waning, of such low quality to not be comparable to the best works of the past.
Artifacts such as highly decorated pottery, dining plates, and silverware offer a snapshot of life before it was reduced to utility.
What well-formed person is not energized by beautiful surroundings?
Viewed chronologically, museums tell us about people who were trying to figure things out, began getting incrementally closer to reality, developed themselves richer and fuller, then inexplicably broke down, gave up, fell off track, and became lost in unclever cleverness.
We marvel over art, but were art museums to perish, our daily experiences in this artistically barren and incapable era could not imagine what previous people were able to conceive and create, and that there is a superior alternative to the pointless distractions of entertainment and the anti-nature of techno-industrialism.
Peace on Earth
Mattis taught his officers to be knowledgeable, honorable, and wise, for there was nothing new under the sun (Eccl 1:9), therefore: know the forms of what has come before so you can recognize it when it reappears. Disciplined learning must precede action, for both are necessary when responsible for a mission's success and the thoughtful application of military men.
For his own grounding he never went into battle without Aurelius' Meditations in hand, its pages dog eared and well worn, used to refocus on essential and timeless truths. "It allows me to distance myself from the here and now."
Wise surveys and scrutiny selected the best methods, which was the only way that sufficed.
"Be police, be professional, but have a plan to kill everybody you meet."
You will recognize the psychology of gremlins who refuse peace in favor of purposeless conflict, whether rebelling against well tested truths or tearing down civilization so they can gain power. The gremlin is an aggressor against the natural order, striving to undo what good souls have spent so long to craft.
Rebuking them falls upon deaf ears. We need only remove the instigators of destruction, whatever their form.
We work as angels to create peace and calm. It does not come freely, but with great effort of men choosing many conscious and deliberate acts.
Then for a while there can be peace. Peace through strength.
The perpetual challenge: how can you accurately distill concentrated essence? Every few years you must discard your methods for other angles of attack offering more refined approaches that once learned get closer, striking harder and more cleanly -- also more easily. Diluent and adulterants are boiled off. New spaces are mined and their discoveries dissected to determine their means of operation, from which your realize the natural properties of their substance.
Never very content, ever willing to refine, utterly without dogma, yet grounded upon goals.
Reborn in the Solstice
Another year spent. Now you start over, to do better another way.
The solstice is upon us. From the nadir of its valley we can see we have arrived in its deepest point. Our trail out moves us on with gradual ascension.
Longer days away our upward climb -- thankfully, for there is much to do.
The cycle is renewed; so too are we. The blank slate means we begin anew, with fresh aspirations to birth and fulfill.
He never faced real adversity, just demanding teachers, harmless public arguments, peer pressure, and a few irate customers who mostly wanted to be acknowledged as important. His solutions were exclusively social, using words and depending upon structured civilization, such as deferring to law, lawyers, and passive norms when situations became intense.
Aggressive assertions were polished with rhetoric, drama, insults, insinuations, and the thrill of shit talking. It was bold posture. He was lulled and seduced by the daily company of coddled eunuchs and castratos, all of whom were raised comfortably, ideologized, and taught phrases to repeat -- none which originated from the real world, and thus they knew nothing about what they lived among. They were accustomed to processed food and inauthentic environments, not the wild, and had been tamed until they had no skills for the natural.
As long as everyone was this soft, no one could get hurt, other than having their pronoun overlooked or their adopted beliefs mocked. To keep this softness safe, everything strong would have to be enchained, banished, or destroyed. This also meant these marshmallows would be totally unfamiliar with anything strong if they ever had the misfortune of encountering it. Thus the system cultivated them as prey -- out of kindness and good intentions, as it always claimed.
Forces of nature do not yield to rules written on paper.
No free man tolerates being trampled upon. Bullies trample from the assumption they will not be hit back, just as mobs trample expecting to avoid retaliation for what they knowingly do. The trampler expects a one-way exchange and the offender seeks the joy of hurting others without any risk to himself.
In all natural relations, irresolvable conflict is only settled by force. All laws shrink before a punch in the face. A punch appears from the wild with undeniable impact, like extreme weather phenomena that can be abstractly studied but its eruptive impact must be felt primally to become understood. Education without fundamentals only gives the illusion of knowledge.
Whatever happens with a fight educates about the grievance the other party did not properly respect. Talk smack, get smacked. Those who can't physically stand by their claims can try running their mouth while assuming they could outrun a personal response.
The play-acting of civility only holds if all behave decently. For a violated social contract means also rescinding all associated calm and docility. Thus your attempt to attack another's reputation is not a harmless act and perhaps today there's a guy who will teach you what your ancestors knew.
No one is their persona or avatar. They are only what they can stand up for in a fight.
Someone can snipe safely from a distance for a while, until another walks upon them for direct confrontation, and then they are uncomfortably out of their safety zone, soon to learn another perspective on terms of engagement. A balance is to be settled.
This is what every creature in nature knows. We too are students of the real world, mindful of avoiding illusions that stray far from nature, and happy to occasionally instruct.
Far Beyond the Earth
Some believe the purpose of humanity is to live far beyond the stars, not self-confined to memorialized ghettos of stupidity, misery, and third-world behavior, perpetually expanded to previously first-world zones and herded by a few remnants of civilization who do not share the instincts of the incapable.
How would you send broken creatures into outer space when they fail on earth, the easiest place in the universe to find success and create excellence?
Would you have our spacecraft turned into flying pharmaceutical factories to produce enough horse tranquilizers, happy pills, mixed amphetamine salts, and serotonin s(t)imulators to compensate for unsatisfying human interactions so the failures could be immobilized and others spared their disruptions?
Like a wrecked creature with four broken legs, they aren't going anywhere and won't get better. Whether mentally ill or just a brat, they hold us back from going to outer space and their antagonism poisons every home, relationship, classroom, and workplace with its thoughtless behavior.
Plant Matter Realism
You want only the best of the plant, so you strip it of its leaves and select only those, discarding the useless stems.
This is gross inequality and discrimination in action. By choosing the best, you unfairly demonstrate preference.
And yet, any other reasoning would be senselessly ignorant. Necessarily, you must pick the essential over the useless, sustaining eternal prejudice.
Puppies and Flowers
The glowing screen shows one man throwing a ball to another. He catches it and reaches the boundary, scoring points as the rules designate. It's safe here. A moving ball offends no one. Nothing important or consequential needs happen.
Other channels and websites have barely different versions of the same. You can watch them all, perhaps selecting officially curated "True News" (TM).
The official news doesn't discuss efforts at achieving excellence, instead focusing on weather events, catastrophic accidents, celebrity news, sensationalism and manufactured outrage. It's novel and captures attention, but delivers nothing. Most "True News" hasn't been verified and often has little to do with actual events. They won't issue a correction later.
Globalists have chosen how to best demoralize and wear you down so you tolerate being replaced by third world population. Owners need to make money by lowering expenses. You are just an expense to them.
After the third world population has served their purpose, they will in turn be replaced by robots. Elites will have a militarized robot force to protect them from revolts.
At the university, topics are carefully curated just like the "True News" so that no one is offended by truth. Classical topics have to be entirely skipped, others are presented with a counter-narrative that cheers for the genius of the modern age triumphing over a bad truth by complaining about it and staging mob protests. Everything classical is replaced by the flimsy modern enlightened version, coinciding with shallowness and failure. The new and novel are treated with reverence.
For distraction, freak show content and enjoyable myths are taught as if factual. You are given inferior forms. The past is censored or ignored. You're not an adult and aren't prepared for an education or basic truths. You want an ideology of puppies and flowers. You'll never be able to handle anything difficult, and certainly won't ever be able to face it, size it up for yourself and figure out a new approach to prevail.
Without basic skills all previous generations possessed, you'll struggle forever. Seemingly, this is what they intend to set you up for by protecting you from encountering life. You're a pathetic house cat meant to be inactive, incapable, fat, and cloistered.
Worse, you hate others that go into the world, able to get to truth, handle it without being offended, and work situations into successful outcomes. You want them to scream, deny, and claim social offense and PTSD triggering -- none of which change any facts.
Precious time has been wasted by fools again.
Beware Traveling Story Tellers
We shouldn't be looking for explanations -- those are just one of many semi-plausible narratives that tells a story to seduce the credulous into believing lies. Many stories are believable and able to entice, but few of them are concerned with accurately conveying reality.
Narratives are just another captivating lie created to please an audience.
Stories are created to mislead people into false conclusions, away from truth and philosophical introspection. By offering a particular explanation prepared for easy digestion, story tellers expect their version of events to be believed and take the place of what really happened, spreading further while blocking factual discovery.
News, politics, and ideology based on narratives deliberately use phony depictions as their foundation. They'll take a freak exception and promote it as the typical case to prove their viewpoint, rather than show their system in related to the general case. It's entertaining and promotes a particular morality that is concerned with winning more than truth.
Youth is especially susceptible to story telling and images, as they are not yet disillusioned with this technique of misrepresentation that eventually wears out its welcome after repeatedly drawing attention to a phony world that doesn't exist.
Compromise Creeps In
Most dwellings are atrocious. No one with the slightest taste wants aluminum siding on their house, but the pressure of money exerts force.
First they compromise and begin tolerating terrible siding.
Then, since compromise has established precedent, overtaking goals and standards, they keep compromising to get more of what they don't want.
They'll tolerate a tiny lot with insufficient buffer, their windows looking into their neighbor's home. They'll tolerate a house on a noisy street, assaulted by every car that drives by and airplanes flying overhead. They'll tolerate boring cookie-cutter construction with no style or character.
Standard houses are typically ugly, constructed of terrible materials, and placed atop one another like a pen of farm animals.
Similar tolerance for poorly conceived choices will appropriately match their inner lives.
You could always get an apartment and tolerate loud neighbors voraciously consuming entertainment, getting drunk, and cheering events on the screen.
There's no end to what you can foist upon someone to tolerate once you push good outcomes out of reach and coerce them to accept the inferior and inadequate.
The best way to bypass ethics is to create an institute for ethics. For any new field of knowledge, why not establish the official facts, principles, arguments, and resolutions that you desire so you can keep doing what you intend? All pragmatic aims will be realized once they are deemed ethically allowed, and companies will happily pay a tithe for the church's holy blessing.
Just as media narratives on topics express only one or two possibilities and favor that which politicians prefer, rather than a broad spectrum of viewpoints and ideas with differing advantages and disadvantages, it's easy to control the answer for any topic if you control the discussion.
A phony institute that sounds official will provide a favorable answer and produce volumes of literature attesting to its unanimous agreement. All academics will be strong-armed to extend allegiance and teach the doctrine while squashing alternatives and calling them wrong since they differ with the official well publicized answers.
It's gamed from the start and soon hires zombies to run the institute, which entails upholding established standards and supporting industry partners. Big systems built to dominate yield no ground, which works well until they are entirely ignored and bypassed, at which point their landgrab to establish control with imaginary standards is realized as a terrible disservice to humanity.
She is fresh, curious, and giving. He is inspired by what is possible with this fertility. Together they are wild as he builds foundation and animates her into position to create. Inside, she remains crazy and self-destructive, needing form and structure imposed, which limits her freedom to create disaster but she enjoys what results so allows it.
She is still young enough to greet the next day after a long night of consumption, but that cannot last.
Distortion is used to convey surging energy and implications of lingering fullness. Melodies are built richer and easier as personalities entwine in dance and play. She remains as reckless as ever with drink and drug, still playing her part so they can stay together. They consider dreamy music and explore while he continues creating it.
Now darker, more distorted, with premonitions of decaying into collapse, drowning yet still pulsing from need, also sweeter. Together they can be beautiful and fragile -- what a shame she is destroying it for nothing from her unstopped impulse. Still time remains to create before the end. Allahu Ackbar! He will go on with another; she is lost.
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