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jerrycan dan

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Daily reminder, if you even needed it.
No normalfag or woman will ever care about how you do in life, how happy you are, if you get sex and love. They aren't bullying and socially policing you because they want you to become just like them, they aren't showing you the way even indirectly.

They are pushing you down. They want to show you your place. Know your place, ugly.


Faggot


Context: ClearDark19 is a coping permavirgin diagnosed autistic "avowed feminist" (his own words) who is also a regular on inceltears. If anyone is spewing naked, nothing-but-regurgitated pure normie rhetoric as a coping mechanism, it's him. When feminist shits talk about "internalising" stuff, this guy is what they mean. He's internalised normalfaggotry to the bone.

Look at what he's saying. He doesn't care about "social misfit boys". He doesn't care that they're ugly virgins whose lives are shit, he doesn't want them to "self improve" or "become better people gosh guys". He just thinks it would be better if they went back to being shitty high school subcultures instead of being a "sex and death cult" (one in a million of us does a shooting and vans people, we have no sex and talk about sex, we are isolated from normies, sex and death cult somehow). Why? He wants us to stop rocking the boat. Even saying mean things on the internet and writing mean things on toilet paper holders is too much for him. This is social policing at its finest, it doesn't matter how fucked you are, you need to conform and get back into the rat race like everyone else.

Not hard to see why so many people parrot the NPC forced meme with this senseless social policing that comes out of every self-righteous cuck faggot's mouth in 2018.

Inceltears' long-winded multi-paragraph description detailing how they laugh at "jaw-droppingly misogynistic" things incels say would be much more honest and concise if it were replaced with one four word sentence:

KNOW YOUR PLACE UGLY
 
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Our job is invisibility

Our job is to attempt to ascend by faking our genetic worth. If it doesn't work we must go ER. This is the obligation of every incel. The only morally and ethically correct thing to do
 
Inceltears male cucks are the scum of the Earth.
 
The fact that inceldom disturbs these soyfaggots so much is validation of it's power and influence.
 
Our job is invisibility
I wish. It's actually wageslaving our asses off in back-breaking blue-collar work to make the royalty lifestyle of Chads and foids possible, all the while being denied of all forms of sex and affection (and even some copes like prostitution, porn, lolicon, etc, in some cases), and if we dare complaining about it everyone acts like we're advocating burning babies alive.
 
Our job is to attempt to ascend by faking our genetic worth. If it doesn't work we must go ER. This is the obligation of every incel. The only morally and ethically correct thing to do
 
lol @ thinking they can brush incels under the rug when the 80/20 rule is becoming real.

a male with nothing to live for is a dangerous weapon.
 
He needs to join. Incel in denial w that wack ass writing style
 
sometimes i just want to torture and kill these pathetic cuck faggots. but fuck going to prison
 
Calling him a normalfag is like saying I’m experienced with women because I’ve been rejected by hundreds of them. Women don’t even care about Chad just the orgasms he can provide.
 
that's when you bash their face with a hammer and say "come again?"
and by come I mean literal cum
 
e wants us to stop rocking the boat.
Thats the one requirement wherever you go. No one cares about what you do as long as you follow the script
 
what is it that people don't understand about the word INVOLUNTARY? we don't CHOOSE this life, unlike goths, emos etc.
 
He needs to join. Incel in denial w that wack ass writing style

The funny thing about ClearDark19 is that he claims to be a 6'4 Tyrone who might've had sex once but he "can't remember".
 
Our job is to attempt to ascend by faking our genetic worth. If it doesn't work we must go ER. This is the obligation of every incel. The only morally and ethically correct thing to do
 
I've gotta let my homeboy @Zesto and @jerrycan dan on this discoery
 
Our job is to attempt to ascend by faking our genetic worth. If it doesn't work we must go ER. This is the obligation of every incel. The only morally and ethically correct thing to do
you never ascend you become a betabux and tbh we have 1 options go ER
 
Daily reminder, if you even needed it.
No normalfag or woman will ever care about how you do in life, how happy you are, if you get sex and love. They aren't bullying and socially policing you because they want you to become just like them, they aren't showing you the way even indirectly.

They are pushing you down. They want to show you your place. Know your place, ugly.


View attachment 58951

Context: ClearDark19 is a coping permavirgin diagnosed autistic "avowed feminist" (his own words) who is also a regular on inceltears. If anyone is spewing naked, nothing-but-regurgitated pure normie rhetoric as a coping mechanism, it's him. When feminist shits talk about "internalising" stuff, this guy is what they mean. He's internalised normalfaggotry to the bone.

Look at what he's saying. He doesn't care about "social misfit boys". He doesn't care that they're ugly virgins whose lives are shit, he doesn't want them to "self improve" or "become better people gosh guys". He just thinks it would be better if they went back to being shitty high school subcultures instead of being a "sex and death cult" (one in a million of us does a shooting and vans people, we have no sex and talk about sex, we are isolated from normies, sex and death cult somehow). Why? He wants us to stop rocking the boat. Even saying mean things on the internet and writing mean things on toilet paper holders is too much for him. This is social policing at its finest, it doesn't matter how fucked you are, you need to conform and get back into the rat race like everyone else.

Not hard to see why so many people parrot the NPC forced meme with this senseless social policing that comes out of every self-righteous cuck faggot's mouth in 2018.

Inceltears' long-winded multi-paragraph description detailing how they laugh at "jaw-droppingly misogynistic" things incels say would be much more honest and concise if it were replaced with one four word sentence:

KNOW YOUR PLACE UGLY

It's fitting, isn't it, that this man who seems so intent on our dehumanization finds it terrible that we incels have become, in his words, acolytes belonging to a cult of Sex and Death?

After all, every mortal man and woman is born a disciple of these two gods. Taking our very first breath in the cradle, each one of us forges a pact with the grim Angel who will someday usher him to his inevitable place in the tomb. The chill of the grave forever caressing the back of our necks drives us to seek the warmth that can only be found in another's embrace. Nature spurs us with the terror at the prospect of the rot awaiting us to seek out beauty and the fleeting aegis it can provide. The lovely young woman is haunted by the knowledge, lurking in the deepest recesses of her mind, that the pleasures she enjoys aren't forever. She will grow old one day, her skin will crack and wither. The looks of admiration she once received will someday become those of pity and disgust, and that realization has the power to freeze her heart. If that heart is to beat just a little while longer, she has to discover some way of thawing it. Death is her familiar, just as it's ours, and as such compels her to find some joy so intense that, if only for a single night, it'll trick her into believing the rosy morning that follows could possibly last forever.

Our pretty young lady is no less bound to the gods of Sex and Death than we are, is she? The only difference, of course, is that the deities in question smile upon her and frown upon us. They will ease her down into her tomb inoculated by the opiates of happy memories and the progeny who will inevitably ring her death bed with gentle smiles and prayers for state of her eternal spirit. There could very well be no Heaven but after a life of having been treated like an actual human being with a soul worth preserving, she'll at least dream of it as oblivion comes to claim her. The Angel of Death takes upon a different guise depending upon who it is he's ferrying off to their final rest, doesn't he? Smiling cherub for the realm men and women who lived as men and women were intended to,and grinning skull for monsters. A gentle caress awaits those who've participated in Life; while a vicious execution by the scythe awaits the repulsive things who never enjoyed the slightest hope of being anything more than a parody of it.

Knowing that the latter awaits him, sometimes a monster grows angry. Not because he is wicked but because any living thing grows frantic when it knows its time is growing short and a terrible fate awaits it. According to the Christians, the devil may have been subject to the sin of Pride but he didn't truly succumb to Wrath until the jaws of Hell yawned open to swallow him. It was when he at long last realized Heaven was utterly denied to him that the Dragon abandoned his pretenses at usurping Heaven's throne and devoted himself to its wholesale destruction. If one will never see light again, why not drag every star from the sky?

Normal men and women resent and fear the fact that we belong no less than they do to their little cult of Sex and Death because they know, on some visceral level, how they themselves would react if they were betrayed by their gods the same way we abominations have been. They would petulantly stamp their feet, they would riot, they would spit in the face of the Creator Himself. They would lash out, spill blood, and manufacture terrors that would put the atrocities committed by even the worst among the tribe of incels to shame. Waking from their collective nightmare, they anxiously wipe the sweat from their brows trembling at the possibility we could be as wicked as they would be if God hated them to the same degree He despises us.

What happens when God favors one of his children over another for purely arbitrary reasons?

One could ask Abel for an answer but he would likely receive nothing but silence as a reply. According to scripture, only God could hear the screams of the favored son rising up from the blood-soaked earth.
 
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It's fitting, isn't it, that this man who seems so intent on our dehumanization finds it terrible that we incels have become, in his words, acolytes belonging to a cult of Sex and Death?

After all, every mortal man and woman is born a disciple of these two gods. Taking our very first breath in the cradle, each one of us forges a pact with the grim Angel who will someday usher him to his inevitable place in the tomb. The chill of the grave forever caressing the back of our necks drives us to seek the warmth that can only be found in another's embrace. Nature spurs us with the terror at the prospect of the rot awaiting us to seek out beauty and the fleeting aegis it can provide. The lovely young woman is haunted by the knowledge, lurking in the deepest recesses of her mind, that the pleasures she enjoys aren't forever. She will grow old one day, her skin will crack and wither. The looks of admiration she once received will someday become those of pity and disgust, and that realization has the power to freeze her heart. If that heart is to beat just a little while longer, she has to discover some way of thawing it. Death is her familiar, just as it's ours, and as such compels her to find some joy so intense that, if only for a single night, it'll trick her into believing the rosy morning that follows could possibly last forever.

Our pretty young lady is no less bound to the gods of Sex and Death than we are, is she? The only difference, of course, is that the deities in question smile upon her and frown upon us. They will ease her down into her tomb inoculated by the opiates of happy memories and the progeny who will inevitably ring her death bed with gentle smiles and prayers for state of her eternal spirit. There could very well be no Heaven but after a life of having been treated like an actual human being with a soul worth preserving, she'll at least dream of it as oblivion comes to claim her. The Angel of Death takes upon a different guise depending upon who it is he's ferrying off to their final rest, doesn't he? Smiling cherub for the realm men and women who lived as men and women were intended to,and grinning skull for monsters. A gentle caress awaits those who've participated in Life; while a vicious execution by the scythe awaits the repulsive things who never enjoyed the slightest hope of being anything more than a parody of it.

Knowing that the latter awaits him, sometimes a monster grows angry. Not because he is wicked but because any living thing grows frantic when it knows its time is growing short and a terrible fate awaits it. According to the Christians, the devil may have been subject to the sin of Pride but he didn't truly succumb to Wrath until the jaws of Hell yawned open to swallow him. It was when he at long last realized Heaven was utterly denied to him that the Dragon abandoned his pretenses at usurping Heaven's throne and devoted himself to its wholesale destruction. If one will never see light again, why not drag every star from the sky?

Normal men and women resent and fear the fact that we belong no less than they do to their little cult of Sex and Death because they know, on some visceral level, how they themselves would react if they were betrayed by their gods the same way we abominations have been. They would petulantly stamp their feet, they would riot, they would spit in the face of the Creator Himself. They would lash out, spill blood, and manufacture terrors that would put the atrocities committed by even the worst among the tribe of incels to shame. Waking from their collective nightmare, they anxiously wipe the sweat from their brows trembling at the possibility we could be as wicked as they would be if God hated them to the same degree He despises us.

What happens when God favors one of his children over another for purely arbitrary reasons?

One could ask Abel for an answer but he would likely receive nothing but silence as a reply. According to scripture, only God could hear the screams of the favored son rising up from the blood-soaked earth.
It's over for condemned by God cels
 
It's fitting, isn't it, that this man who seems so intent on our dehumanization finds it terrible that we incels have become, in his words, acolytes belonging to a cult of Sex and Death?

After all, every mortal man and woman is born a disciple of these two gods. Taking our very first breath in the cradle, each one of us forges a pact with the grim Angel who will someday usher him to his inevitable place in the tomb. The chill of the grave forever caressing the back of our necks drives us to seek the warmth that can only be found in another's embrace. Nature spurs us with the terror at the prospect of the rot awaiting us to seek out beauty and the fleeting aegis it can provide. The lovely young woman is haunted by the knowledge, lurking in the deepest recesses of her mind, that the pleasures she enjoys aren't forever. She will grow old one day, her skin will crack and wither. The looks of admiration she once received will someday become those of pity and disgust, and that realization has the power to freeze her heart. If that heart is to beat just a little while longer, she has to discover some way of thawing it. Death is her familiar, just as it's ours, and as such compels her to find some joy so intense that, if only for a single night, it'll trick her into believing the rosy morning that follows could possibly last forever.

Our pretty young lady is no less bound to the gods of Sex and Death than we are, is she? The only difference, of course, is that the deities in question smile upon her and frown upon us. They will ease her down into her tomb inoculated by the opiates of happy memories and the progeny who will inevitably ring her death bed with gentle smiles and prayers for state of her eternal spirit. There could very well be no Heaven but after a life of having been treated like an actual human being with a soul worth preserving, she'll at least dream of it as oblivion comes to claim her. The Angel of Death takes upon a different guise depending upon who it is he's ferrying off to their final rest, doesn't he? Smiling cherub for the realm men and women who lived as men and women were intended to,and grinning skull for monsters. A gentle caress awaits those who've participated in Life; while a vicious execution by the scythe awaits the repulsive things who never enjoyed the slightest hope of being anything more than a parody of it.

Knowing that the latter awaits him, sometimes a monster grows angry. Not because he is wicked but because any living thing grows frantic when it knows its time is growing short and a terrible fate awaits it. According to the Christians, the devil may have been subject to the sin of Pride but he didn't truly succumb to Wrath until the jaws of Hell yawned open to swallow him. It was when he at long last realized Heaven was utterly denied to him that the Dragon abandoned his pretenses at usurping Heaven's throne and devoted himself to its wholesale destruction. If one will never see light again, why not drag every star from the sky?

Normal men and women resent and fear the fact that we belong no less than they do to their little cult of Sex and Death because they know, on some visceral level, how they themselves would react if they were betrayed by their gods the same way we abominations have been. They would petulantly stamp their feet, they would riot, they would spit in the face of the Creator Himself. They would lash out, spill blood, and manufacture terrors that would put the atrocities committed by even the worst among the tribe of incels to shame. Waking from their collective nightmare, they anxiously wipe the sweat from their brows trembling at the possibility we could be as wicked as they would be if God hated them to the same degree He despises us.

What happens when God favors one of his children over another for purely arbitrary reasons?

One could ask Abel for an answer but he would likely receive nothing but silence as a reply. According to scripture, only God could hear the screams of the favored son rising up from the blood-soaked earth.
You write like you are from the 19th century boyo. Nevertheless Newton level IQ.
 
Proud member of the death cult :feelskek:
lol @ thinking they can brush incels under the rug when the 80/20 rule is becoming real.

a male with nothing to live for is a dangerous weapon.
what is it that people don't understand about the word INVOLUNTARY? we don't CHOOSE this life, unlike goths, emos etc.
It's fitting, isn't it, that this man who seems so intent on our dehumanization finds it terrible that we incels have become, in his words, acolytes belonging to a cult of Sex and Death?

After all, every mortal man and woman is born a disciple of these two gods. Taking our very first breath in the cradle, each one of us forges a pact with the grim Angel who will someday usher him to his inevitable place in the tomb. The chill of the grave forever caressing the back of our necks drives us to seek the warmth that can only be found in another's embrace. Nature spurs us with the terror at the prospect of the rot awaiting us to seek out beauty and the fleeting aegis it can provide. The lovely young woman is haunted by the knowledge, lurking in the deepest recesses of her mind, that the pleasures she enjoys aren't forever. She will grow old one day, her skin will crack and wither. The looks of admiration she once received will someday become those of pity and disgust, and that realization has the power to freeze her heart. If that heart is to beat just a little while longer, she has to discover some way of thawing it. Death is her familiar, just as it's ours, and as such compels her to find some joy so intense that, if only for a single night, it'll trick her into believing the rosy morning that follows could possibly last forever.

Our pretty young lady is no less bound to the gods of Sex and Death than we are, is she? The only difference, of course, is that the deities in question smile upon her and frown upon us. They will ease her down into her tomb inoculated by the opiates of happy memories and the progeny who will inevitably ring her death bed with gentle smiles and prayers for state of her eternal spirit. There could very well be no Heaven but after a life of having been treated like an actual human being with a soul worth preserving, she'll at least dream of it as oblivion comes to claim her. The Angel of Death takes upon a different guise depending upon who it is he's ferrying off to their final rest, doesn't he? Smiling cherub for the realm men and women who lived as men and women were intended to,and grinning skull for monsters. A gentle caress awaits those who've participated in Life; while a vicious execution by the scythe awaits the repulsive things who never enjoyed the slightest hope of being anything more than a parody of it.

Knowing that the latter awaits him, sometimes a monster grows angry. Not because he is wicked but because any living thing grows frantic when it knows its time is growing short and a terrible fate awaits it. According to the Christians, the devil may have been subject to the sin of Pride but he didn't truly succumb to Wrath until the jaws of Hell yawned open to swallow him. It was when he at long last realized Heaven was utterly denied to him that the Dragon abandoned his pretenses at usurping Heaven's throne and devoted himself to its wholesale destruction. If one will never see light again, why not drag every star from the sky?

Normal men and women resent and fear the fact that we belong no less than they do to their little cult of Sex and Death because they know, on some visceral level, how they themselves would react if they were betrayed by their gods the same way we abominations have been. They would petulantly stamp their feet, they would riot, they would spit in the face of the Creator Himself. They would lash out, spill blood, and manufacture terrors that would put the atrocities committed by even the worst among the tribe of incels to shame. Waking from their collective nightmare, they anxiously wipe the sweat from their brows trembling at the possibility we could be as wicked as they would be if God hated them to the same degree He despises us.

What happens when God favors one of his children over another for purely arbitrary reasons?

One could ask Abel for an answer but he would likely receive nothing but silence as a reply. According to scripture, only God could hear the screams of the favored son rising up from the blood-soaked earth.
Another masterpiece.
 
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Our job is to attempt to ascend by faking our genetic worth. If it doesn't work we must go ER. This is the obligation of every incel. The only morally and ethically correct thing to do
107436
 
Daily reminder, if you even needed it.
No normalfag or woman will ever care about how you do in life, how happy you are, if you get sex and love. They aren't bullying and socially policing you because they want you to become just like them, they aren't showing you the way even indirectly.

They are pushing you down. They want to show you your place. Know your place, ugly.


View attachment 58951

Context: ClearDark19 is a coping permavirgin diagnosed autistic "avowed feminist" (his own words) who is also a regular on inceltears. If anyone is spewing naked, nothing-but-regurgitated pure normie rhetoric as a coping mechanism, it's him. When feminist shits talk about "internalising" stuff, this guy is what they mean. He's internalised normalfaggotry to the bone.

Look at what he's saying. He doesn't care about "social misfit boys". He doesn't care that they're ugly virgins whose lives are shit, he doesn't want them to "self improve" or "become better people gosh guys". He just thinks it would be better if they went back to being shitty high school subcultures instead of being a "sex and death cult" (one in a million of us does a shooting and vans people, we have no sex and talk about sex, we are isolated from normies, sex and death cult somehow). Why? He wants us to stop rocking the boat. Even saying mean things on the internet and writing mean things on toilet paper holders is too much for him. This is social policing at its finest, it doesn't matter how fucked you are, you need to conform and get back into the rat race like everyone else.

Not hard to see why so many people parrot the NPC forced meme with this senseless social policing that comes out of every self-righteous cuck faggot's mouth in 2018.

Inceltears' long-winded multi-paragraph description detailing how they laugh at "jaw-droppingly misogynistic" things incels say would be much more honest and concise if it were replaced with one four word sentence:

KNOW YOUR PLACE UGLY

He's just a 4/10 blackcel "gamer dude XD" getting 2 likes on his /r/selfies pics and protecting mlady
 

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