As of today, I am a 28-year-old KHHV
A new chapter has opened in my life.
I hope to reach new heights of suffering, loneliness, and despair. I also hope to attain even greater insights into nature, life and existence as a whole.
To be completely honest with you guys, I've stopped taking 6 showers a day, and binge watching movies with strong female leads. I feel once you get to my stage, it really is pointless (And yes yes, it never even began for me, I am well aware of this fact). The showers can't really wash away the years of rejection and loneliness. The movies with a strong female lead can't fill the empty hole in your soul that has been burned away by prolonged suffering.
If you understand the most basic principles of modern cultural programming, biological evolutionary wiring... you begin to see, that any effort is ultimately a futile attempt at nothing more than futility, a "bluepilled delusion" if you please. There is only one outcome that has been woven into the fabric of your "thread of life". That is that that you were born to lose. You were born to suffer, you were born to be nothing more than a slave to the system, a fat cow to be milked dry in some factory farm until you can't produce any more milk, and then you are easily discarded like some commodity.
If you are a low social/sexual market value male such as my self, I can tell you what awaits you, what need the society has for you.
One you become an expendable piece of meat, go to war, bring death and destruction to people of other lands, rob the people of other lands of their natural resources... do all this to strengthen the interests and the power of some multi-billion international corporation that exploit people such as yourself.
Two you become a cog in the system, or in other terms a filthy wage-slave-cuck. Work long hours making someone else a ton of money and support the single mom epidemic with your tax money(while not being a participant in the gene pool yourself). Doing dangerous, heavy, soul-crushing routine just so you could feed and clothe yourself, so you could do the same thing tomorrow.
We come full circle back to the old age question, "To cope or to rope?" which is just a modern iteration/adaptation of the Hamlets famous quote of, "To be or not to be." I'm starting to lean towards the ladder tbh, I have exhausted all of my copes, I have no more motivation or energy for anything.
I feel bad for the next generation of fresh bluepilled cels who will believe the sweet lies. They will have bluepilled delusions of a better future if they just work hard enough(just like I did). The lies of "don't focus on NOW, but just focus on the FUTURE" (JFL). At the end they will end up going through exactly the same cycle as I did, and like countless of other cels did before me... they will live all of their lives working hard and self-improving... thinking, that this miserable existence that is my life currently... this is merely just a transitory stage. This isn't actually my real life, my real life awaits me in the future.... Then one day, after they are older... and they've completely exhausted all of their cope reserves. They will realize that that pathetic existence that they've endured all this time, was actually their real life... and will continue to be their life until they die.
A new chapter has opened in my life.
I hope to reach new heights of suffering, loneliness, and despair. I also hope to attain even greater insights into nature, life and existence as a whole.
To be completely honest with you guys, I've stopped taking 6 showers a day, and binge watching movies with strong female leads. I feel once you get to my stage, it really is pointless (And yes yes, it never even began for me, I am well aware of this fact). The showers can't really wash away the years of rejection and loneliness. The movies with a strong female lead can't fill the empty hole in your soul that has been burned away by prolonged suffering.
If you understand the most basic principles of modern cultural programming, biological evolutionary wiring... you begin to see, that any effort is ultimately a futile attempt at nothing more than futility, a "bluepilled delusion" if you please. There is only one outcome that has been woven into the fabric of your "thread of life". That is that that you were born to lose. You were born to suffer, you were born to be nothing more than a slave to the system, a fat cow to be milked dry in some factory farm until you can't produce any more milk, and then you are easily discarded like some commodity.
If you are a low social/sexual market value male such as my self, I can tell you what awaits you, what need the society has for you.
One you become an expendable piece of meat, go to war, bring death and destruction to people of other lands, rob the people of other lands of their natural resources... do all this to strengthen the interests and the power of some multi-billion international corporation that exploit people such as yourself.
Two you become a cog in the system, or in other terms a filthy wage-slave-cuck. Work long hours making someone else a ton of money and support the single mom epidemic with your tax money(while not being a participant in the gene pool yourself). Doing dangerous, heavy, soul-crushing routine just so you could feed and clothe yourself, so you could do the same thing tomorrow.
We come full circle back to the old age question, "To cope or to rope?" which is just a modern iteration/adaptation of the Hamlets famous quote of, "To be or not to be." I'm starting to lean towards the ladder tbh, I have exhausted all of my copes, I have no more motivation or energy for anything.
I feel bad for the next generation of fresh bluepilled cels who will believe the sweet lies. They will have bluepilled delusions of a better future if they just work hard enough(just like I did). The lies of "don't focus on NOW, but just focus on the FUTURE" (JFL). At the end they will end up going through exactly the same cycle as I did, and like countless of other cels did before me... they will live all of their lives working hard and self-improving... thinking, that this miserable existence that is my life currently... this is merely just a transitory stage. This isn't actually my real life, my real life awaits me in the future.... Then one day, after they are older... and they've completely exhausted all of their cope reserves. They will realize that that pathetic existence that they've endured all this time, was actually their real life... and will continue to be their life until they die.
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