By "you" I mean your inner self who is experiencing and processing everything around you, piloting your hideous manlet subhuman genetic shit meat robot body around so it can get food, water and shelter to keep existing but provides commentary and the ability to percieve it while doing so. The voice in your head that is always speaking and the little camera reel that is always recalling or conjuring up stuff as you take in and then remember stimuli. The only part of you that should really matter at all at the end of the day because without it you'd essentially be an automaton at best and a peace of meat at worst, and because every other part of you gets mogged to hell and back every day but nobody can break into your braincase.
However, when you go outside you discover that the inside of your braincase isn't as safe as you'd think. Your inner monologue won't get mogged by Chad on the street but the world has other ways of trying to get to you.
You ever go outside and see millions of normies, Chads and cunts running on autopilot? Everything works for them, they don't have to think when they're going about they're every day lives. It's not because they're soulless necessarily but because it's simply more convenient to do that when faced with everyday life. These people study and work, get home and are too exhausted to think about anything, running on autopilot from 9-5 and then rotting in front of television/reddit when they get home. The society they live in will only supply them with food and shelter to survive if they donate their bodies and the more practical aspects of their minds to something supposedly productive (for example carpentry, plumbing or fixing manhole covers for men, working in HR, childcare or hospitality for women because they're ten times as useless as the average man who isn't a softcock). To have bread on the table you have to conform, be useful and go on autopilot.
What if you're not NT and your autopilot is basically nonexistent though? You have do fucking everything manually and doing a single day of normie shit is as exhausting as a whole week for the average normie. Basically living life on nightmare mode with no cheats, on hard mode and with the tutorial files/auto-aim deleted from your computer so you have no idea what the fuck you're doing unless you put in exhausting amounts of effort?
When you get a normalfag-tier job because society didn't pour two decades' worth of taxpayer's money into your fat retarded single mother for nothing, how are you supposed to deal with it as a non-neurotypical? You have no access to autopilot, every single little thing normalfags are expected to do effortlessly requires almost as much effort to do as genuinely complex tasks because you're doing everything on manual. Nobody wants to help you with anything, if you are inefficient as a cog it's your own fucking fault and you need to improve your personality.
What can you do to not actually become fucking soulless because your inner self is spending 110% of its energy dealing with the average person on manual mode? How are you not supposed to spend all of your energy before going home and rotting as a brain dead pile of flesh? Won't everything you used to cope with and enjoy that isn't the most base-tier shit eventually lose its luster and become impossible to cope with anymore, and after months or years of that won't you eventually lose massive chunks of who you used to be? Forget becoming a decrepit old man in a nursing home, imagine your inner self becoming a decrepit old man out of pure exhaustion from being bombarded by busywork bullshit for 9 hours a day while your non-decrepit outer self is stolen from you and used as a puppet for people who will hate you, and would have you shot and pushed into a ditch if you ever stopped showing promise of being profitable and "productive" (for them and their boomer cronies).
"Robot", today used to refer to machines with no mental autonomy or inner spark that exist to do shit, came from a Polish word roughly meaning "servant" after all. Wage-slavery is exactly that and it's Hell on Earth, it's almost as if we've committed the most heinous sin possible on some higher plane of reality and have been sent down to this bullshit simulation where we get tortured until we die in a way that's subtle enough to be worse than in-your-face swimming in a lake of fire.
How do you protect the integrity of your inner self from the world around you when it forces you to go on autopilot but you are neurologically incapable of it? The world is out to kill you and steal what you used to be like a fucking body-snatcher, don't forget it for a single second.
However, when you go outside you discover that the inside of your braincase isn't as safe as you'd think. Your inner monologue won't get mogged by Chad on the street but the world has other ways of trying to get to you.
You ever go outside and see millions of normies, Chads and cunts running on autopilot? Everything works for them, they don't have to think when they're going about they're every day lives. It's not because they're soulless necessarily but because it's simply more convenient to do that when faced with everyday life. These people study and work, get home and are too exhausted to think about anything, running on autopilot from 9-5 and then rotting in front of television/reddit when they get home. The society they live in will only supply them with food and shelter to survive if they donate their bodies and the more practical aspects of their minds to something supposedly productive (for example carpentry, plumbing or fixing manhole covers for men, working in HR, childcare or hospitality for women because they're ten times as useless as the average man who isn't a softcock). To have bread on the table you have to conform, be useful and go on autopilot.
What if you're not NT and your autopilot is basically nonexistent though? You have do fucking everything manually and doing a single day of normie shit is as exhausting as a whole week for the average normie. Basically living life on nightmare mode with no cheats, on hard mode and with the tutorial files/auto-aim deleted from your computer so you have no idea what the fuck you're doing unless you put in exhausting amounts of effort?
When you get a normalfag-tier job because society didn't pour two decades' worth of taxpayer's money into your fat retarded single mother for nothing, how are you supposed to deal with it as a non-neurotypical? You have no access to autopilot, every single little thing normalfags are expected to do effortlessly requires almost as much effort to do as genuinely complex tasks because you're doing everything on manual. Nobody wants to help you with anything, if you are inefficient as a cog it's your own fucking fault and you need to improve your personality.
What can you do to not actually become fucking soulless because your inner self is spending 110% of its energy dealing with the average person on manual mode? How are you not supposed to spend all of your energy before going home and rotting as a brain dead pile of flesh? Won't everything you used to cope with and enjoy that isn't the most base-tier shit eventually lose its luster and become impossible to cope with anymore, and after months or years of that won't you eventually lose massive chunks of who you used to be? Forget becoming a decrepit old man in a nursing home, imagine your inner self becoming a decrepit old man out of pure exhaustion from being bombarded by busywork bullshit for 9 hours a day while your non-decrepit outer self is stolen from you and used as a puppet for people who will hate you, and would have you shot and pushed into a ditch if you ever stopped showing promise of being profitable and "productive" (for them and their boomer cronies).
"Robot", today used to refer to machines with no mental autonomy or inner spark that exist to do shit, came from a Polish word roughly meaning "servant" after all. Wage-slavery is exactly that and it's Hell on Earth, it's almost as if we've committed the most heinous sin possible on some higher plane of reality and have been sent down to this bullshit simulation where we get tortured until we die in a way that's subtle enough to be worse than in-your-face swimming in a lake of fire.
How do you protect the integrity of your inner self from the world around you when it forces you to go on autopilot but you are neurologically incapable of it? The world is out to kill you and steal what you used to be like a fucking body-snatcher, don't forget it for a single second.
