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|One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star. -Nietzsche|
April 29, 2017
Fish-wrap newspapers shamelessly publish stories about entertainment celebrities and their trivial dramas because this is qualitatively no worse than publishing gossip, made up stories claiming anonymous sources, or crime reports about politicians caught doing what is typical in their profession.
The remainder of this daily cycle of information is filled with stories about war, poverty, and collapse in failed nations and exciting sports scores achieved by grown men throwing a ball around. Did you see the latest important movie or TV show with a fake fantasy plot that provided escape by means of a lie, taking away precious hours of your life?
There's never any evaluation of ideas or principles, nor consideration of how to improve the quality of civilization. We are told we must engage in essential dialogues, but this is just a request for submission to dishonest social conditioning expecting us to accept lies of convenience while ignoring underlying factors. As usual, the system makes demands to extract compliance and tries to coerce you to ignore its total failure and tolerate inadequacy instead of addressing those conditions and replacing what lacks fitness for purpose.
As if hopelessly resigned to a nursing home waiting for death to solve the growing list of ailments, the treatment ignores causes and solutions, rejecting what reason reveals. This is diagnosed as a spiritual sickness of failed aspiration and inaction that gives up and disregards known relationships of events that can be made better rather than ignored to lapse into decay.
The showcase of effects becomes a daily regimen putting Dr. Morell to shame. Disassociatives distort consciousness of one's situation, opiates remove feedback while promoting slumber, SSRIs give a feeling of satisfaction without fulfilling the fundamentals that naturally provide those chemicals as feedback of health, stimulant cocktails promote focus on distractions to drown the mind in irrelevance, and mood stabilizers -- which are basically tranquilizers -- help block awareness and consideration of events around the patient, making non-unhappy by making stupid and ignorant.
You can taken these as pharmaceuticals or in other forms offered plentifully.
We must never forget that the primary intent of the press is to entertain, and lying is only one of the tools that helps it spread diversions. You can imagine a cancerous army of wicked orcs desiring to channel all of the universe's resources towards total amusement of the masses, transfixing them on captivating nonsensical messages and images that hypnotize, stun, and provoke reaction to give them a gravitational pull to become the center of the universe. That this is a revolt against humanity and nature is only a side-effect, not its self-centered profitable mission.
The worst part of transforming parrot cage liner to an online format where intriguing titles reap clicks is that valuable paper is no longer provided for pet sanitary needs.
Purely For Show
The kaleidoscope lens shows you tremendous beauty and soon changes form. New beauty appears with altogether different qualities. No single display of beauty remains fixed as an ideal finality -- each is merely another show of form.
Would you stay too long stuck upon the same? You've already seen that beauty and it would be silly to spend a whole life without change.
You take in the beauty and all it has to tell you.
Flush Your Malformed Abortion
Let it go. What's done is done.
You met with error, ridicule, folly, and maltreatment. Now it is all in the past, long gone, and unchangeable. Its bitter sting only lingers while you hold fast to it. It is time to meet a better future.
"Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense."
Onward onto sometime new, not repetition of the past, or holding on to the unwanted, unhelpful, and utterly useless.
We must not inflict upon ourselves what is too cruel to do to our enemies.
Ideology Role Play
Ideology is a means for pleasant escapist fantasy where the individual imagines themselves separate from nature and the universe -- floating apart from consequences without need for actions to cause the results they insist upon.
The ideologue merely summons convenient fruits when he desires to consume them, never having to bother with cultivating good soil or stock. With ideology, nothing has to be itself; it should be what the ideologue wants it to be at the instant he has a demanding impulse.
No matter their political prejudices, the ideologue's conception depends on shifting burdens so the actual work for his magical result is thrust upon someone else unseen behind the curtain. Someone has to pay to prop up an elaborate dysfunctional system that brokers everything through bureaucracy, ensuring that any effective labor is overutilized, first paying many times their fair share of actual usage because the rest of the labor produces so little of value it can't pay for what it consumes. Then the worthwhile labor finds itself forestalled from enjoying leisure and unproductive pursuits, while paying for others to have those in addition to goofing off.
Golden geese are worked over and robbed of wealth without regard for either the geese or the notion of fairness granting relief from schemes that depend upon force to take away earnings to distribute them to loyal political followers.
Were ideology to be realistic, each would only have what they create, not what a system extracts from neighbors that are envied and despised.
You can make others equally unsatisfied and dysfunctional by destroying everything good that has previously existed and is the necessary basis for civilization.
This is more like a jail or frenzied Walmart Black Friday mob than an extended family. They strapped us with dead weigh and kept piling on, just like they took away neighborhoods and taught the cleverness of destroying the highest creations and substituting them deficient parts.
The Cult of the Dissimilar revels in replacing cultivation with randomness in its eternal revolution against everything good. They are the snark -- aggrieved, damaged, psychologically deranged, frustrated -- while believing they are special, even a desirable result, and far smarter than they really are.
They are motivated by envy to destroy everything good and are exasperated that we are trying to further sense and sensibility, giving it more space free from their aims.
We insist upon exceptions to their disaster, and further subversion by aiding and abetting the good so it may prosper.
Not To Hide From The World
Those who doubt raising children because leftists have made the modern world a miserable place are missing the objective: raise a small army of artistic warrior philosophers to do battle with the wicked -- spreading beauty and truth as they delight in spiritual rebirth.
Your greatest gift is training them to finish off the demons to help restore civilization.
There is nothing to fear.
Politics is Downstream of Biology
First you start with zero: nothing does nothing.
From there, to do better than nothing, you must do something, from which economic value can be ascertained.
The frail and rotund bodies everywhere tell you most people have become undisciplined and disconnected from reality such that they no longer realize they are dragging around a decrepit body that announces their disregard for health. Just a few hours a week and freeing themselves of bad habits would quickly bring them excellence.
Consider all the other obvious things they don't notice or care about, far smaller than the profound psychological illness they quietly confess to when renouncing good results. They are so miserable they seek destruction of everything great -- including themselves -- and settle into a relationship with the world by choosing to lose, give up, and make up wonderful explanations.
Neither side is sacred
Feeling trapped and hopeless in their inactive hell, they silently lash out. Depression and laziness lead to denouncing good results, whether in health, wealth, romance, art, adventure, or spiritual matters.
As sniveling mopers, they settle for the choices requiring the least effort, which is usually the worst, and spend considerable energy justifying its adequacy.
By their bellies you shall know them.
They eschew vigorous exercise in favor of counting the number of steps they walked today, which is barely worth getting off the couch and putting away sugar products. They attain data, but not results.
Those who don't do simple things known to win good results don't really want good results. Their complaints are merely for attention. If they wanted a better life, they'd choose actions to create it instead of making noise that achieves nothing.
When biology displays a sudden surge of flabby, weak, idle people, you can expect their politics will be driven by the same sickly motives. And how could you fault the effete for wanting proper representation? Or fault the opposite population wanting more strong, beautiful, and noble people?
No wonder the deranged become furious when held responsible for their behavior and realistic consequences are openly discussed, or when shown a counterexample to their provisional illness.
Law is Just a Myth
Night invites anarchy. Under the cloak of darkness, man's law crumbles to entrepreneurial aggression and becomes an unenforceable agreement. The public that observes by the day becomes exhausted and retreats at night, seeking relief with intoxicants and television, knowing a crude underbelly of predation emerges, but not wanting the responsibility of acknowledging it.
Spring had arrived and my vintage convertible that sat all winter in the garage had a strong battery but the alternator was shot. Attempting to drive it to my trusty mechanic so he could work on it the next day was a sketchy late night proposition worth attempting. Halfway there, the electrical system coughed death, alternatively going lifelessly black and flashing all system lights like a casino jackpot payout. As the fuel pump gave up and the engine sputtered to sleep, the car came to a rest on the side of a nice suburban road. From here, the seven mile walk home in the serene night should have been easy and fun.
This seemed a safe enough area. Thirty years ago it was farmland. Fifteen years ago it held modest wealth and was considered a good choice to get a home with several acres. Density increased and parcels were divided further. Even today, the gas pumps don't make you enter your zip code. Gradually, migrants started moving in from the edges. A dozen laborers paying $250/mo covers the rent on a $500,000 home.
By 11pm, most houses had gone dark. A few still had glowing screens or home office lights. For many, cubicle work would start early tomorrow.
I found my way to a nicely paved pedestrian path and for over a mile there was no one: no late night dog walkers, joggers, or bicyclists. At the top of the next hill, a gray figure approached and then stopped and moved off the path to hide in the trees. This strange lingering was enough to dissuade me off the path. Just as I left the path to enter a well lit neighborhood, two youthful migrants had just left their car parked on a dead end road, hastily heading towards the path.
I looked my eager attackers in the face and took in their frustrated realization that they had again been too slow to action and their means of income was once again being oppressed. They're always cowards in the light.
Perhaps they were just heading towards a late night drug deal or hot sexual rendezvous, but more likely the first migrant had called two friends to join him in a spontaneous business opportunity.
Cell phones were once the providence of lawyers and businessmen to communicate urgent information. Now third-world populations use technology to discuss third-world ideas such as crime schemes. Advanced nations would do well to not export technology to populations without legitimate need for it, as those populations will only misuse to further denature their society, as well as any first-world society they are living among.
To Construct a Synthetic Frenchman
You cannot impart Frenchness into someone who is not French. One must already be French in spirit and love the fullness of that fate.
Such strange aims! They wish to build millions of artificial Frenchmen to replace the organic Frenchmen, but are finding that without French heritage and instincts, random third-world people have absolutely no interest in French values, traditions, or culture. Migrants to France are only interested in getting French wealth and products, and then live among the French with their native culture and values.
The random third-world person brought to France can never be integrated or have children that further French civilization. They will never care about French or Western symphonies, opera, art, literature, philosophy, nor possess the spirit that causes these to be created. This displaces the French in their own country, introducing disharmony and an alienating disunity.
Western civilization is a result of spirit, not something taught.
Not Just One Error
Systems rarely collapse from pressure to a single structural girder.
Even simpletons invested in the system's continuity will recognize a solitary vector of degradation and correct the source of that problem.
The real wreckage comes from multiple, usually unrelated sources, independently exploiting in quiet infiltration. These ravage the system, making its future ability to function look doubtful.
Most road traffic is more complex than just volume. Quantity can be handled so long as people are orderly. However, individualism makes people disorderly as they space out, fail to plan, and try last second maneuvers that create delays for drivers behind them.
In areas with many migrants from bike and animal culture, driving ability and knowledge is very low. Organizational instincts present huge variance, leading to clashes in assumptions, and those who don't understand the rules or culture surely won't be complying with them. It's unfair to expect primitive illiterate savages to contribute anything positive or to take the place of people with high ability.
Populations based on an average IQ of 100 to perform basic functions but instead using an 85 IQ person will find the lesser able person unable to adequately perform expected function.
Paper statues fill a physical space while capability crumbles, like every society where idiots replace those who created civilization, and nature eventually reclaims the space with few hints left behind of what its healthy people once could accomplish before their mass suicide.
The Right to Happiness
Does Norway have a right to be happy?
The most happy nations in the world are homogeneous populations of well-constituted people, good looking on average, organized, intelligent, and capable of creating art and civilization. Should they be allowed to keep their health, beauty, and unbroken heritage?
Some argue that the good should be made equal, at least more like ugly and dysfunctional countries, and forced to accept many people from failed civilizations to destroy the happiness the good people unfairly enjoy. Wrecking the source of their happiness will put them on a similar level to other populations.
People from Central African Republic and other backwards countries are ranked as being miserable because of the poverty and filth they've created. By taking the good people away from their nations and sending them to horribly failed nations, all nations could be made equal, so long as the good people do not stay among their own kind and create civilization for themselves again.
No Other Way To Stand
Storms pound fiercely, prompting wonder
Eternal sun one day will perish
Enduringly press on in nature's tread
Firmly insistent upon eternal right
Someone Else's Babies
Not only is it impossible to rebuild your civilization with another civilization's babies, neither a person's abilities nor level of development change by fleeing the homeland in which essential traits were cultivated for centuries.
We should also not forget that third-world people are a net negative for civilized nations, not only because of the low IQ and disorganization that makes their countries impoverished and backwards, but also because third-world countries have never developed significant art, philosophy, literature, or technology.
What good is an economically dependent unskilled dullard who can in no way make a positive contribution to the restoration of high culture? At best he can consume junk products and promote vulgar culture, which will further debase civilization to make it more closely resemble his wretched homeland.
Like fractals, they recreate their essence everywhere they go.
It's Always Been Fake
Fake news, fake crime, and fake social media message are performed for ideological terror with labor contracted to political characters who pay money to achieve a particular appearance.
Unless you were at the event, you'd think the news was accurate and concerned with facts, rather than an entertainment offering that spins vague threads into fairy-tale stories buttressing the core of media, education, and government.
By using this ideological terror to convince socialized people of a different reality than they one they live in, those people can be tricked into following a phony narrative they are desperate to advance.
The self-crippled blame everyone and everything for their own short-coming, inaction, and unwillingness to emulate success. But blame is just a type of excuse after failure -- not only fixing nothing, but worse because it relieves pressure by using a fake and soothing explanation.
For proof, they trot out conspiracy theories. They think they are so important that others meet in secret to plan effective means of oppressing them, better then they already do to themselves by choosing the methods of losers.
Sampling from a wide range of outcomes is restorative. The thrill of short lasting victory shrinks to its proper size and insignificant losses carry no sustaining sting.
"Dwell on the beauty of life. Watch the stars, and see yourself running with them."
Celebrating overinflated triumphs echoes with emptiness when perspective eventually comes back into view. One is most punished by a loss that wasn't considered possible.
C'est Possible, Comme Toujours
Ten years ago, the accomplishments, capabilities, and quality of life you have today would have seemed unattainable.
Yet this was always a modest illusion, for others around you and in previous generations had reached the same and far better -- showing it was obviously possible and within the reach of many.
Whether to Emulate Success or Failure
Devotedly train a martial art for a year and then spar with someone who has only been training for a month. Choose someone young, athletic, strong, and keenly devoted to learning the basics.
Sparring with this sort of untrained person is like fighting a child. In Jiu Jitsu they will have no defense and will be mounted, choked, and joint locked at will. Neither will they have any attacking moves. They are a complete non-threat with nothing to show that isn't trivially avoided and reversed.
In kickboxing or Muay Thai, beginning fighters telegraph every strike, have no combinations, nor understand how they are open to counters and present so many undefended openings as to be indistinguishable from a punching bag.
We are not moralists. The only thing that matters in fighting is that a technique works.
No one cares if you leave yourself open for a mauling, or perform a technique poorly. You will merely lose, while skilled and disciplined players will prevail.
For as quickly as someone who has trained for a few months will be picked apart by a skilled practitioner, a random street fighter will fare still worse against a trained fighter.
We Shall Overcome The Stoplight
Our soul says Go! and the stoplight says No!
We will bore, ten levels or more to escape constraint.
We shall not settle for paralyzing and pointless waiting. There is much to do in our short lives.
Traffic circles eliminate many traffic light, but do not go far enough. Our souls must be free to reach our destination, unrestrained by crowds.
It's a mistake to use technology contrary to our spirits, and we'll soon remedy that.
Bridges and tunnels everywhere will allow us to travel freely and further: automated, synchronized, untied from artificially imposed limits.
We long for the stars, not to get through the next light cycle and wait three minutes at an intersection for nothing.
We should remove depressing and stifling rituals from our midst, as they do not belong to us. We should no longer tolerate their insistence that we stay small when our dreams are for action and purpose.
No more hostage taking. Aspiring spirits will not be crushed by silly obstacles.
We shall overcome the stop light and its thinking forever.
To Be A Warrior
We are not soldiers at the command of a king to be dispatched for the enforcement of His Majesty's Will.
Still we recognize that possessing a warrior's skills can be useful at time and harmonizes our physical abilities with our mental deftness for setting chaos into order.
We see solutions to problems everywhere. When aggressing fools are the problem, all the words, laws, and social cunning in the world might yield nothing, whereas physical combat quickly settles the issue.
We have no prejudices against any method that works.
Only actions that achieve a purpose and ideas that corresponds with reality are of value. The rest is consumptive nonsense and illusion.
Consider how extraneous chatter is when recognizing that talking changes nothing. How lost is someone socializing instead of doing the necessary to get the results they need!
Fantastical but false promises are especially alluring to secular people who have no religious outlet upon which to discharge their magical impulses.
Secularists transfer their irrational instincts onto political ideologies and worldviews that inevitably depend upon and conclude with expectations of supernatural intervention. They posit causes and effects never before demonstrated that reasonable people and all history suggest should not be expected.
Somehow, they think something wonderful happens through the act of writing policies on paper that declare all people to have identical high qualities. So far, such declarations have not caused people to gain traits they don't possess, nor to achieve what is beyond their station.
He who lives to see two or three generations is like a man who sits some time in the conjurers booth at a fair, and witnesses the performance twice or thrice in succession. The tricks were meant to be seen only once; and when they are no longer a novelty and cease to deceive, their effect is gone.
Youth is entranced by amazing promises and claims that are new to them, and only people who know the swindle's history have a cold heart toward those schemes, seeing through them and trying to steer back to what is already known to work well.
The ignorant and gullible are plentiful prey, just like nature makes rabbits and deer available as a mobile protein source. Innocent dreaming youth is perpetually taken advantage of with repackaged lies they think are fresh and innovative ideas -- and could work if only people who have seen this scam before would stop opposing it and its believers.
Though some conmen obsess on fleecing sheep, just as one could spend their entire time chasing food sources, the rest who want something better find the fixation on trickery and being tricked to be a strange occupation.
Beat The Champ
They want to become the champ not as a natural attainment of excellence, but for credentialism to only display the appearance of excellence.
Top challengers study the champ for years and train for a single exploit against a flaw they notice. Upon felling the champ, they cannot replicate that level of preparation for their next fight, and typically fade away.
There are many temporary paper champs who fail to show prolonged greatness, having faked their way to the top only to be exposed in the spotlight.
From the perspective of the universe, the purpose of our intelligence could be reductively described as:
Provided we have this level of sentience, realism, and agreeable nature toward necessary tasks, life unfolds beautifully.
We see angry, frustrated people and our initial instinct is to look upon them as fellow humans suffering from a legitimate cause. They hold signs expressing victimhood at the hands of an unfair system that oppressing them with a secret conspiracy of millions that must be overthrown. No one wants to be oppressed by conspiracies!
Then we begin to notice that almost universally, they are irresponsible, gullible, low achieving noise makers and media watchers whose lives are utterly disordered, thankfully making them highly ineffective.
The loud agitating counter-culture messages is intended to harm the majority so it can be replaced by minority uprisings. Its proponents imagine they will then be able to do anything they want and will rank relatively better since the capable will have been eliminated. In such a society, no one will judge them critically because everything will run on third-world levels like all nations populated by chaotic dopes and drones.
These revolutionaries are inextricably in debt from reckless spending on frivolous desires and fashionable junk, yet they publicly advocate against materialism and following convention. This personal approach to value is the same they demand of society.
Rejecting expertise and rationality, they propose how institutions should function, though they've never even worked a low level position at one, nor comprehend their operation. They reject rational understanding and rigor in favor of demanding magical results.
From their complaints, you gain insight into the minds of those who don't understand what is happening, don't want to, are frustrated by their ignorance, and react by introducing their negativity and hopelessness. They mock what they can't process, always bypassing discussions of substance, opposing everything because they see other jackals doing the same.
It's barely a narrative, as a narrative usually asserts several related ideas in succession towards a general theory, but the revolutionary's stance is simply to oppose every objective and proposal to prevent all healthy function.
Predictable resistance to systemic improvements isn't a thoughtful position so much as a tantrum of the deficient and feckless.
Things You Believe (But Don't Live By)
Ideology is a declaration of faith, or more precisely fantasy, used to attack the real world and get revenge on it out of anger for not sizing up well. One can hit back by any means necessary, so the usual approach is to invent outlandish statements declaring insightful progress, new truths, or moral superiority, yet never a higher quality outcome.
Through ideology, one can claim an imaginary world to create a transgressive identity, such as a stylish communist, anarchist, or flat-earther.
But no one who claims these identities lives by them. They are like Halloween costumes worn in public for effect, not actual beliefs.
Someone actually trying to live as a communist, anarchist, or leftist would either have to compromise their beliefs to live among modern societies or set up a cult compound and get others to labor on behalf of their glorious system.
You could dress up as a pirate and use sailor lingo to impress people with your exotic image, but it's just a pose. Those spouting insane ideology don't actually believe it would work, and ignore and defy even the precepts they claim to follow.
We don't take them seriously enough to point our their hypocrisy, nor expect honesty or rationality from them. In any case, it's generally rude to point out that someone is a liar, so liars run wild with insane statements about nutty ideologies.
You can surf the crowd and get an average answer, which can be expected to be thoughtless and lazy -- an easy answer that is almost always wrong, yet popular among fools. How much could you ever care about an ignorant opinion?
No sentient person wants to be exposed to the opinions or preferences repeated by an average person. They will be hopelessly off base. At best, we should consider the opposite of anything they propose.
We observe fat people stuffing themselves with soda and junk food. To avoid being like them, avoid emulating their behavior. You know what happens when people do it. They either do not know or live in denial.
Likewise, whatever losers do, choose the opposite if you don't want to be like them.
You begin upon an untrodden path, and soon walk away from disaster into unspoiled nature.
Those Who Flatter Failure
The most subversive destroyers of civilization flatter failing efforts to make failures proud with false belief that they demonstrate excellence.
Praise poisons inspiration, and those who feel they have attained the pinnacle of greatness often dispense entirely with aspiration, sine they belief they are already the greatest ever despite having done nothing nor shown the slightest ability.
"Keep doing more of what you're doing, and by no means become aware of what others have done before, or what higher cultures achieved on a grand scale. Keep your ideals low and focused upon quantity rather than quality."
Looking away from wreckage, gremlins call it good and urge more of it.
More than just useful idiots, the labor of destroyers turns against the eternal wheel hoping to wear down the eternal motion they call evil because it gives abundantly but favors the pagan laws of nature.
When you see leftism, look for the tell-tale signs of broken families, self-inflicted trauma, and other causes of simmering anger and mental disturbance fueling their resentment of those who don't suffer similarly.
Those who are angry at the success of others are usually self-sabotaging from disorganization and chaotic behavior that leaves them unsatisfied and looking for someone else to blame. They posit conspiracies and systematic oppression instead of their own failure to measure up to basic standards and choose actions that are known to produce good results.
Their exciting lifestyle of drug abuse, abortion, and whoring often drowns them in misery and numerous problems, but rather than denouncing their errors, they defend them as harmless and valid choices. Leftist politics provide cover like a debased priest forgiving anything in exchange for a loyal following, rather than recommending the damage be stopped. Leftists try to normalize and excuse bad behavior, even offering to make non-leftists pay for abortions and birth control so more women can have as many irresponsible casual flings as desired, inadvertently making themselves unfit for loving relationships.
Just as the left relies upon importing millions of third world simpletons to vote for their candidates, the right relies on intact families and people making realistic assessment of nature to predict likely outcomes. Though politicians call many issues moral concerns, their real interest is in how chosen paths are known to determine the political identity of future voters. The left has a monopoly on undisciplined degenerates and an interest in generating as many more as possible, which necessarily maximally increases government to deal with those problems.
The right mostly wants to be left alone to live a normal life without being bound to help people who won't help themselves and aren't going to make positive contributions to the future. They see what people have done before and realistically expect more of the same.
Leftists boldly rebel against normalcy, pretend to be offended by adult ideas, and bitter at nature for favoring the healthy, suggesting their beliefs are more tantrums than an ideology -- and surely not even an ethos.
Upon first glance in the wild, you can measure the health and lifestyle of deer, fox, and wolves. Often they are with their family and you notice familiar patterns from which their general grouping can be ascertained.
Men size up other men as physical and social threats. Likewise women size up other women as competition, signaled with physical appearance as well as handbags and jewelry acquired from suitors and their money. What a strange dance we dance!
Men assess women as prospective mothers: is she healthy, fertile, and possessing good traits? And women assess men: does he have a means of acquiring resources to provide for me and our children? Both men and women are frequently impostors trying to falsely match mating criteria, and both screen for fakers, catching some of the easy cases.
The rest is testing for fitness, as it's going to be a rough life in the wild and you don't want to be stuck there with someone ill suited and unable to fare well.
Making Use of Local Resources
Arguing with fools needlessly wastes energy.
Stripped of their individuality, they can be a target to instruct others. Pretending as if they could attain normal behavior, they can be addressed about the proper way to behave with an explanation of reasoning as a counter example to their foolishness, though none of it is likely to change their undisciplined impulses.
Those watching this instruction who are of average or better character will take note of the offense, its relations, and consequences, ideally firming their resolve against others who repeat this bad behavior or tolerate its display.
This recycling program takes note of limited resources and stretches the good so it can serve as widely as possible, having no expectations that the disabled will rise to behavior beyond their ability.
Individuals are Boring and Small
Your selfie interests you, but not others. Going to a bar, party, or spectator event is a liability, not an impressive achievement, and indication that one is bored and boring.
The selfie avoids displaying results to be assessed, for it hasn't anything to show except wasted time.
You can forever take pictures of yourself, but no number of selfies can replace a shortage of ideas and achievements. The selfie is a swindle that strives to trade an image in exchange for substance, pretending that the display of potential is the same as successful efforts.
The selfie boldly proclaims: "Look! Here is a person who does nothing and never will, but is supremely proud of their mediocre appearance!"
Abominations of Hilarity
Inept handlers and wicked destroyers often use their levers of control to promote stupidity and failure, pushing a wave of successive bad ideas in place of good ones.
This form of civilization looks like a comedic farce where idiots and devils have taken the reigns of civilization and unrelentlessly unleash havoc for the sheer frenzied joy of maximal carnage.
The symphony of atrocities forced upon us is easily anticipated as the cold logical advancement of stated policies, but can also be interpreted as a violent slapstick comedy in which civilization is relentlessly beaten for deranged amusement.
Multiculturalism replaces the boring daily calm of Western civilization with vibrant and amusing differences in ideals, forcing Western centric people to respectfully treat as equal primitive norms, backwards cultures of low quality and ability, tolerance for terrorism, expectations of dysfunction, new standards, and the joys of diversity.
To make things more interesting and disordered, demons of chaos invited the primitive world to seize the wealth Western people were able to create for themselves. No one told them how alienated they'd feel upon realizing they had nothing positive to contribute to such societies and were effectively useless. No wonder many of them are frustrated and want to replace the majority, like a game show where the most capable need to be removed so the mediocre can prevail.
The job of the straight man is to act serious and pretend he couldn't see that obvious plot line he was setting up to be dramatically unfolded.
Politicians and news readers utilize deadpan and monotone to seem serious about their responsibilities. It's especially useful when they need to feign sympathy, sorrow, or concern for the terrible mistakes resulting from policies they advocate. In such occasions, they offer a terrific masterpiece of mirth performed with the skill of a seasoned actor. So long as no one in the audience breaks the spell of the somber statement with an outburst of laughter, mockery, or pointing out the politician's essential contribution to the undesirable result, their show can be depicted as a sober reflection on the sadness of an unexpected event, rather than a cultivated conflict making violence and degradation the new norm.
"Our hopes and prayers are with the victims (whose situation we set up)"
Meanwhile, less violent and slower actions with far worse results, such as deliberately lowering the quality of civilization in preparation for attaining third-world standards, go mostly unmentioned, yet begin an unsettling domino effect. The current population cannot even maintain the declining standards of civilization and the replacement population will do far worse, suggesting future civilization will only exist in small pockets of isolated people preserving high levels of capability.
As western countries are being forcibly diversified with unassimilable third-world populations, trust collapses and even the majority distrusts each other, suspicious that others who like like them could be part of the effort to replace a unified core with a mix of outsiders motivated by malice, spite, and envy of the majority.
Yet all the envy and hate in the world will not give someone the ability to accomplish what is beyond their potential. Backwards people will create the same level of civilization as the countrymen they flee.
Professor Putnam cheerfully tells us diversity is great, which he skillfully proves by saying it gives us access to novel cuisine, as if cooking is difficult. Every cook with a little experience can create reasonable foreign cuisine, and the interesting foods he desires are almost exclusively simple peasant food requiring no exceptional skill to prepare.
In essence, he proposes trading away a high quality society to get curious peasant food. Why bother with two story buildings, literacy, or the capacity for planning? Anyone wanting better culture than crude pottery and colorful beads is an elitist hater.
With the intellectual class of previous generations effectively liquidated, media is unchallenged when promoting a future based on one idiot professor with limited restaurant experience advocating an advanced nation be replaced by a failed peasant culture just because he doesn't know where to find a good meal.
When a wise politician helps enrich your town by sending you batches of Somalis, Liberians, Hmong, and other wonderful additions, you can be thankful they'll serve you exotic cuisine you've been missing out on, even if they have nothing in common with the people of the community.
Clergy unite to give illegals sanctuary from deportation. Perhaps they will also allow people to use their building for illegal drug trading, illegal weapons transfers, illegal murders, and other acts considered unlawful on non-church lands. How sublime that they deem their structures to be foreign embassies of God free from pesky laws!
"No necessity to be governor there," said I, "even if you are fit for it, no need to be ruled if you don't like it; you need not go to war if they fight, you need not keep the peace if others keep it, unless you desire peace; if a law forbids you to be a magistrate or a judge, you may be a magistrate and judge all the same if you take it into your head -- what a lovely, heavenly life, while it lasts!"
Riots are funded by the elite and professionally managed, with marketing slogans, synchronized online campaigns, and transportation coordination to bus in paid protesters who will overturn cars, set fires, and loot stores to create entertaining media images depicted as organic protest despite being formulaically scripted like reality television shows.
Public schools break under the weight of new demographics, forcing them to bend to different educational traditions and valuations. Most peasants aren't interested in books or learning and can't be expected to value those or excel. Disruption and violence create alienating classrooms, more like prisons instilling dogma than places of learning. Shootings erupt periodically so people can express frustration. Our role is to laugh loudly when people pretend to be surprised or outraged, and to remember that the chain of events making people distraught was long in formation, and deliberately created by smart leaders who knew what they were building.
The foundational elements and consequences of modern failures are all plain and preventable, but leaders choose to create unwelcome and unsolvable problems that result in misery. They claim their benighted motivation is to help people, though not the people who already live there and create civilization. It looks more like unrestrained malevolence intending to foster exactly what follows.
We live in the entertainment age, so perhaps they really are geniuses of dark comedy and horror using public dollars to amuse us all with the most macabre exhibition they can conceive.
Let us laugh in appreciation of their brilliant show of chaotic violence and praise the demented circus their work produces.
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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