I just realized that our love doesn't matter. We can love something, desire something and try to get it with all of our hearts with endless sacrifices, but in the end if we fundamentally don't have the power, performance, and privilege that's required to get what we love and want out of life, our feelings don't matter. You can't just want something, you have the power to get it. Without strength and power, life is not just meaningless but actually degrading, torturous, and harmful. Power and ability are the only things that give life meaning and value. Without power, life is an evil prison sentence, and there's no morality that can justify it.
This entire system (nature included) is designed to house only those who can strive, perform, and overcome, but our social selection and mate selection hasn't reflected that until very recently, thereby creating an incongruence:
This entire system (nature included) is designed to house only those who can strive, perform, and overcome, but our social selection and mate selection hasn't reflected that until very recently, thereby creating an incongruence:
- When it comes to having children, people, especially men, will settle just to ensure that their genetics will be passed on, even if it means making subpar choices that will degrade the genetics of their posterity.
- Similarly, society lauds the latest luxuries, comforts, automation, and healthcare. It lauds the removal of selection pressures while keeping a performance-driven system where only the genetic elite can prosper and thrive. But what is overlooked is that the elite are created through natural selection pressures, the very ones which people seek to remove. This mismatch has given rise to an underclass of subhumans who are just rotting now.
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