accelerationist
California’s Unknown Serial Rapist
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Constant embarassment, Constant humiliation. Always the same exact misery and sorrowfulness, i wallow in it everyday fore none of it can ever change. Genetics- everything i’ve ever longed for as a human being. to be an individual; genetically gifted, above all else and triumph beyond what most can imagine. I haven’t a place on this earth as the man that i am, I don’t live for my own existence. I live as prey for predatory animals to absorb and affirm their existence through my flesh, constant belittling. All i’ll ever feel is this, as long as i am to continue living in this body that tells me everyday that i ought to cease my own little existence
Is this really what life is? Obviously not, i’m not living in reality- i live to reaffirm others, to be eaten and dismembered. I haven’t any selfish purpose, My individuality is to be mocked and disintegrated by every other being around me, i am disfigured and beyond unloveable. I am just a rapist- whilst you live within a ‘real’ reality, complete individuals in which have true “purpose” although i say this only to express a feeling… Im nothing but food to all of you, and i wish i could say the same about you. But i’ll always lose, and i’ll never exist- i will die, my reality and individuality disintegrated. Used to feed somebody else, death is feminine in of itself
Father & Mother see themselves in me, as i am them. But im too disfigured to see such a connection, i know i’ve failed my own self. I come from failures and i’ve defaced my family, completely disfigured our reality. Morphed it through psychosis into something disgusting and unworthy of reality or its own individualism… All have surpassed me, i am just a walking corpse- all those around me are humans while i am scrambled, im waiting for their love to fade away and for my existence to rot away. I really hope that i can be alone someday and away from existence, everyday i get uglier. My features morph themselves into something disgusting, i lose any kind of purpose or idea of my own existence and sense of individuality. I’ll get uglier and uglier and all that once proved me to be individualized will again just rot itself and cease to exist creating a perfect reality for me to take my own existence away in.
i don’t want to play anymore. I know that i am just longing for the death of me, I just don’t want to play anymore. I’ve been beaten down and raped to oblivion, my existence is embarassing in of itself. Everyday i have to look at other human beings and envy their existence, their individuality. Their true “purpose” which again is just an expression, i have to look at all of this and in an instant come to terms with the fact that i will never feel life the way that they feel life. I’ll never truly get to be somebody, i’ll never be anything. I’ll never be a genetically gifted human being, all that ever mattered was genetics and i happened to lose the game entirely
I’ll be used by people not so different from me, rightfully so aswell. Because this is how life is meant to be- i will be torn apart and belittled constantly by the people here. Any signs of life inside of me are to be torn apart and thus absorbed by those who are just like me, it is life and it is how it is supposed to be. The losers die, unfortunately not anymore. Now we get to look at them live in reality whilst we’re locked outside suffering through psychosis due to our own subhumanity and lesser existence, this is cruel for me. Its good for thee, life is perfect as is and my existence is shit
i’ll feel the same tomorrow and the day after, someday i’ll get to cope all of this away. What fuels my own existence are the fantasies that allow me to feel close to what they feel, but they are short lived. I hope those above me atleast perform an act of grace and thus grant you and i a new reality to live within, it’s the only thing that we can hope and long for now. The most aware solution to such an issue
Please oh Heavenly Jew, grant upon thee a life in heaven- And i will enslave myself to you
Is this really what life is? Obviously not, i’m not living in reality- i live to reaffirm others, to be eaten and dismembered. I haven’t any selfish purpose, My individuality is to be mocked and disintegrated by every other being around me, i am disfigured and beyond unloveable. I am just a rapist- whilst you live within a ‘real’ reality, complete individuals in which have true “purpose” although i say this only to express a feeling… Im nothing but food to all of you, and i wish i could say the same about you. But i’ll always lose, and i’ll never exist- i will die, my reality and individuality disintegrated. Used to feed somebody else, death is feminine in of itself
Father & Mother see themselves in me, as i am them. But im too disfigured to see such a connection, i know i’ve failed my own self. I come from failures and i’ve defaced my family, completely disfigured our reality. Morphed it through psychosis into something disgusting and unworthy of reality or its own individualism… All have surpassed me, i am just a walking corpse- all those around me are humans while i am scrambled, im waiting for their love to fade away and for my existence to rot away. I really hope that i can be alone someday and away from existence, everyday i get uglier. My features morph themselves into something disgusting, i lose any kind of purpose or idea of my own existence and sense of individuality. I’ll get uglier and uglier and all that once proved me to be individualized will again just rot itself and cease to exist creating a perfect reality for me to take my own existence away in.
i don’t want to play anymore. I know that i am just longing for the death of me, I just don’t want to play anymore. I’ve been beaten down and raped to oblivion, my existence is embarassing in of itself. Everyday i have to look at other human beings and envy their existence, their individuality. Their true “purpose” which again is just an expression, i have to look at all of this and in an instant come to terms with the fact that i will never feel life the way that they feel life. I’ll never truly get to be somebody, i’ll never be anything. I’ll never be a genetically gifted human being, all that ever mattered was genetics and i happened to lose the game entirely
I’ll be used by people not so different from me, rightfully so aswell. Because this is how life is meant to be- i will be torn apart and belittled constantly by the people here. Any signs of life inside of me are to be torn apart and thus absorbed by those who are just like me, it is life and it is how it is supposed to be. The losers die, unfortunately not anymore. Now we get to look at them live in reality whilst we’re locked outside suffering through psychosis due to our own subhumanity and lesser existence, this is cruel for me. Its good for thee, life is perfect as is and my existence is shit
i’ll feel the same tomorrow and the day after, someday i’ll get to cope all of this away. What fuels my own existence are the fantasies that allow me to feel close to what they feel, but they are short lived. I hope those above me atleast perform an act of grace and thus grant you and i a new reality to live within, it’s the only thing that we can hope and long for now. The most aware solution to such an issue
Please oh Heavenly Jew, grant upon thee a life in heaven- And i will enslave myself to you
