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I decided to write an article about Ovarit shutting down. It is, in typical fashion, a very biting, un-PC, radical centrist piece: https://moonmetropolis.substack.com/p/the-fall-of-ovarit-a-classic-case
You know the radfem femcels on Crystal Cafe and Lolcow Farm who cry about "pornsick moids" one minute and then post yaoi and shotacon the next minute (when they aren't accusing each other of being moids and wishing rape and murder on other women for not feministing right)?
Nigga, fuck yo' couch.aspen's substack mogs ts
of course chimperator would have a negative reaction to thisHello, and welcome to my blogposting thread. Here, I will post about whatever I feel like posting about. Don't like that? Too fucking bad.
I'll start with something that just happened.
Today, I saved a 14-year-old girl from getting groomed on Discord by O9A pedophiles (after another user on here alerted me to it).
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(I censored her name and profile picture in this screenshot for obvious reasons.)
The Chomo-Choking Champion strikes again. I was the #1 enemy of pedophiles in prison and I fully intend to be the #1 enemy of pedophiles on the outside as well.
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I'm still working on taking down ḅù5ṫ and skajyos. More details to come.
>words words words wordsI turn 30 today. Birthdays are always highly melancholic for me, as it simply means that I'm one year older and one year closer to dying. However, my 30th birthday is one that I've always especially dreaded. I've always felt like, once I turn 30, I won't be young anymore. I'm truly an adult, whether I feel like one or not. But what does it even mean to be an adult anyways? Quite frankly, I don't want anything to do with what society tells me "adults" are supposed to do. I don't want to get married or have kids. I don't want to be a debt slave and work a job that I hate so that I can spend the rest of my life paying rent to a landlord (or paying off a mortgage). I don't want to partake in the meaningless rat race. I want something more, but I know that there really is nothing more. Life is an endless abyss with no purpose that we were all born to slave away and die in. As I have said before, I really don't know how anyone with a functioning brain can live in this world and not want to kill themselves.
Happy birthday. Or at least try to have a decent birthday. I understand what you mean by not wanting to be an adult. I still like My Little Pony! I hope that interest is never taken away from me!I turn 30 today. Birthdays are always highly melancholic for me, as it simply means that I'm one year older and one year closer to dying. However, my 30th birthday is one that I've always especially dreaded. I've always felt like, once I turn 30, I won't be young anymore. I'm truly an adult, whether I feel like one or not. But what does it even mean to be an adult anyways? Quite frankly, I don't want anything to do with what society tells me "adults" are supposed to do. I don't want to get married or have kids. I don't want to be a debt slave and work a job that I hate so that I can spend the rest of my life paying rent to a landlord (or paying off a mortgage). I don't want to partake in the meaningless rat race. I want something more, but I know that there really is nothing more. Life is an endless abyss with no purpose that we were all born to slave away and die in. As I have said before, I really don't know how anyone with a functioning brain can live in this world and not want to kill themselves.
Happy BirthdayI turn 30 today. Birthdays are always highly melancholic for me, as it simply means that I'm one year older and one year closer to dying. However, my 30th birthday is one that I've always especially dreaded. I've always felt like, once I turn 30, I won't be young anymore. I'm truly an adult, whether I feel like one or not. But what does it even mean to be an adult anyways? Quite frankly, I don't want anything to do with what society tells me "adults" are supposed to do. I don't want to get married or have kids. I don't want to be a debt slave and work a job that I hate so that I can spend the rest of my life paying rent to a landlord (or paying off a mortgage). I don't want to partake in the meaningless rat race. I want something more, but I know that there really is nothing more. Life is an endless abyss with no purpose that we were all born to slave away and die in. As I have said before, I really don't know how anyone with a functioning brain can live in this world and not want to kill themselves.
From a purely scientific perspective, you are right. Life is a meaningless random existence that will freeze and end one day(even if it's hundreds of trillions of years away).I want something more, but I know that there really is nothing more. Life is an endless abyss with no purpose that we were all born to slave away and die in. As I have said before, I really don't know how anyone with a functioning brain can live in this world and not want to kill themselves.
If I believed in God (or pretended to believe in God), then I would just be lying to myself. God is a bluepill; a coping mechanism for people who can't handle the harsh realities of life.From a purely scientific perspective, you are right. Life is a meaningless random existence that will freeze and end one day(even if it's hundreds of trillions of years away).
Humans and biological life are purely competitive and natural selection. It's just a constant struggle for resources for the rest of your life, and even then, you will die. Just to pass on the struggle of life to your children, who will keep repeating this.
There is no grander purpose, there is no justice, there is no morality, it's all "Strong kills the weak". If you look at human history, it's all death and torture. The strong tribe kills and tortures the weak tribe, taking their lands, killing their children and raping their women. Human history is just endlessly causing each other unimaginable, horrifying pain and suffering for no real reason.
Human life is pure suffering and struggle to not die, but you will end up dying. Even in the modern day, there are still wars, people still hate and kill each other for emotional, stupid reasons, or to feed their primal sadism. Even in normal civilian life, there will still be conflicts, death and suffering.
Scientifically, there is no argument against suicide, life is literally meaningless, you will die one day, and all life will freeze to death one day. It's better to end the meaningless struggle than keep pushing on.
Atheistcucks can't argue against this, believe in God. God gives justice, morality and fairness. God is compatible with human reasoning and science. Your perspective on life completely changes once you have combined the two, there is strong motivation and strength, life is no longer a meaningless struggle.
You should really believe in GodIf I believed in God (or pretended to believe in God), then I would just be lying to myself. God is a bluepill; a coping mechanism for people who can't handle the harsh realities of life.
Epicurus said it best:
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>I want something moreI turn 30 today. Birthdays are always highly melancholic for me, as it simply means that I'm one year older and one year closer to dying. However, my 30th birthday is one that I've always especially dreaded. I've always felt like, once I turn 30, I won't be young anymore. I'm truly an adult, whether I feel like one or not. But what does it even mean to be an adult anyways? Quite frankly, I don't want anything to do with what society tells me "adults" are supposed to do. I don't want to get married or have kids. I don't want to be a debt slave and work a job that I hate so that I can spend the rest of my life paying rent to a landlord (or paying off a mortgage). I don't want to partake in the meaningless rat race. I want something more, but I know that there really is nothing more. Life is an endless abyss with no purpose that we were all born to slave away and die in. As I have said before, I really don't know how anyone with a functioning brain can live in this world and not want to kill themselves.
Not really, the bible and Christianity fit in good with human reasoning, as I said. Believing in God makes you happier; being an atheist doesn't. You haven't tried out really dedicating to believing in God.If I believed in God (or pretended to believe in God), then I would just be lying to myself. God is a bluepill; a coping mechanism for people who can't handle the harsh realities of life.
>Is he able, but not willing?