[Topics]

“lol no, I slayed.”

Written: 2021-04-28

No, you did not “slay,” you were an imbecile brainwashed by our “well-meaning” “elites,” living the vulgar life they wanted you to live; worse than an animal, becoming a brute. They were out to sully you and your soul, and destroy our civilization. They succeeded.

And then such cretins even paint it as something honorable, as if they were a brave knight who “slayed” his way to his princess with whom he lived happily ever after. When in reality you lived your life in such a way even animals don’t, as Konrad Lorenz remarked in his Civilized Man’s Eight Deadly Sins.

Not to speak of the shallowness of the term “oneitis” that usually accompanies them. Meaning that there wasn’t even a princess to begin with, instead you even deride the only possibility which elevates this base, very base drive above mere animalistic desire.

As Schopenhauer wrote in his Metaphysics of Sexual Love, only by being in love with an individual the sex drive somehwat loses the crudeness it otherwise would have; as opposed to today’s “slayers”, whose lust leads them by the nose to rack up their “notch counts”. (Schopenhauer, having been spared our levels of decadence and vulgarity, uses the animal kingdom as an example.)

Even this you threw away. It would be hilarious if it would not make life even more unbearable for those of good breeding and destroy our nations. I want you dead.

Quoting, again, one of the last truly educated men with good taste:

Men can be divided into those who make their life complicated to gain their soul and those who waste their soul to make their life easier.

I would not live for even a fraction of a second if I stopped feeling the protection of God’s existence.

It is impossible to convince the fool that there are pleasures superior to those we share with the rest of the animals.

Sexual promiscuity is the tip society pays in order to appease its slaves.

More so than the immorality of the contemporary world, it is its growing ugliness that moves one to dream of a cloister.

“Civilizations are mortal” is the greatest comfort for someone alive today.