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Says a lot about you incels that believe that inceldom turned you into a weak, ressentiment filled adult. No it's precisely because you're weak and resentful that you still value looks and getting laid as some ultimate goal in life.
Just now I got a post reply claiming that we are living in the best of times because people live longer and we have electricity
. Says a lot about your proclivity to weakened valuations that situates self-preservation and propagation above all else.
None of you even know the meaning of being alive, even though you act like you're better than everyone else because " muh atheism" you still live with the psychic baggage of Christendom. You act like life is a chore unless one is content with what one has, struggle is to be avoided, woe- is- me attitude. You completely ignore the demographic disaster, erosion of values , hypergamy , gynocracy, the putrid scent of public spaces, devaluation of human relations on a utilitarian basis, the ever stultifying nervous system that finally leads to pessimism, the rampant ugly souls and body that roam the streets without shame , the Machine that reabsorbs any attacks against it and transforms it into a self- propelling mechanism.
You call these the best of times? the End of History? And when I suggest suicide you mock at it, and laugh to release the tension that arises in you at the thought of extinction. Neither dead nor alive, zombies made of rot-
Oh you ugly souls do you not realise that this says more about you than me?
To me it is certain that refining ugliness is beyond me, my great task- the great task of human vocation is to become intensely mortal, not to shrink back from the voice of the gallows tree. My great Yay- Saying will precisely be in turning my heads away from ugliness. From the stench ugly souls leave everywhere they go.
Just now I got a post reply claiming that we are living in the best of times because people live longer and we have electricity
. Says a lot about your proclivity to weakened valuations that situates self-preservation and propagation above all else. None of you even know the meaning of being alive, even though you act like you're better than everyone else because " muh atheism" you still live with the psychic baggage of Christendom. You act like life is a chore unless one is content with what one has, struggle is to be avoided, woe- is- me attitude. You completely ignore the demographic disaster, erosion of values , hypergamy , gynocracy, the putrid scent of public spaces, devaluation of human relations on a utilitarian basis, the ever stultifying nervous system that finally leads to pessimism, the rampant ugly souls and body that roam the streets without shame , the Machine that reabsorbs any attacks against it and transforms it into a self- propelling mechanism.
You call these the best of times? the End of History? And when I suggest suicide you mock at it, and laugh to release the tension that arises in you at the thought of extinction. Neither dead nor alive, zombies made of rot-
Oh you ugly souls do you not realise that this says more about you than me?
To me it is certain that refining ugliness is beyond me, my great task- the great task of human vocation is to become intensely mortal, not to shrink back from the voice of the gallows tree. My great Yay- Saying will precisely be in turning my heads away from ugliness. From the stench ugly souls leave everywhere they go.
