SoCalSuifuel
Death Note Makes No Sense
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I have undergone ego death. The blackpill destroyed all of my delusions, my fantasies of getting into a loving relationship with a girl, with being valued by society, with thinking I mattered to anyone outside of what services I can provide for them. It burned me up. But like a phoenix I am rising again, the whitepill was in the ashes, the ability to enjoy the life the universe has given me, without delusion, without coping, without the need to pretend the lives of others is not something great. Our destinies are not in our power, but how we react to them, and experience them, absolutely is. I am an incel, an ugly man unliked by society, but I have within my mind endless resources, thousands of years of literature exist to be enjoyed, countless recipes for delicious foods can be learned and created, I have chosen not to value women, I view them with disgust, their putrid oozing holes do not entice me, instead I focus my soul on the alchemical pursuit to transmute my base and corrupt soul into a higher form of consciousness. I will ascend.