Serious The Pagan Gospel of Ascension

[Redbeard7]

The term is religious in tone, echoing the conquest of a mountain, entering the majestic kingdom of Valhalla and the ascension of Christ. It equates consensual sex to a divine event, marking elevation from the terrestrial to the celestial. It implies that virginity and aromanticism are fallen states, equivalent to purgatory or hell, with sexual initiation transforming the male from a lower to higher being: subhuman to human, boy to man, man to God.

The much-maligned woman is the gatekeeper, judge and jailer in this passion play: both the source of man's damnation and, potentially, his redemption after years or decades of suffering, a priestess whose flesh absolves sin.

Within this nihilistic and materialistic philosophical framework, mutually desired heterosexual sex = heaven. Ascension is felt to be an embodied refutation of fatalistic biological nihilism, the omnipresent whisper in the core of our being that it's over and in fact never even began.

Insofar as it's metaphysical, it is a Pagan inversion of traditional Christian ethics: sex and desire are divine, celibacy and repression, evil. It's also a deeply romantic concept: paid sex isn't considered ascension, only being freely desired counts. It's proof that you are real: not just in the eyes of the world but in the arms of one who could have chosen anyone else.

It is a variant of the hero's journey, although again an inversion of the classical concept. Sex is not temptation to be avoided or the reward after the journey: it is the journey's destination. The woman's willing embrace is not a test or a trap but The Promised Land, The Holy Grail, Destiny. In this erotic apotheosis, the warrior-incel joins the Pantheon of Heroes, re-connecting him to the primordial chain of being.

Ascension isn't primarily about external validation: it's an ontological transformation, the fulfilment of a long-denied birthright, a spiritual resurrection. A rebirth not just in the eyes of others but in the mirror of one's own soul; crossing the veil from unloved to loved, the silencing of doubt, a cataclysmic event which obliterates the line between reality and ultimate fantasy.

The symbolic feminine, simultaneously feared, hated, worshipped and craved, is no longer a projection or a void. She is present, embodied and with you. No longer myth or metaphor but breath, skin, salvation...​

 

[daydreamER]

It says so much about this forum that this post got totally DNRed

Very brutal read. Here I was finally getting good at coping that ascension doesn’t mean much. My reasoning was the fact that even homeless people, druggies, and scum of the earth people have sex. Even some of the most subhuman manage to reproduce, but maybe that fact is a testament to what a fundamental experience it is.

 

[Redbeard7]

It says so much about this forum that this post got totally DNRed

Very brutal read. Here I was finally getting good at coping that ascension doesn’t mean much. My reasoning was the fact that even homeless people, druggies, and scum of the earth people have sex. Even some of the most subhuman manage to reproduce, but maybe that fact is a testament to what a fundamental experience it is.

Cheers.

The piece is part absurdist satire, part heartfelt truth. I tried to capture the psychological implications of the concept, as well as the intensity of the feelings we attach to ascension.

In reality it might be mundane, or it might be as transformative as described. I think that ambiguity is part of what makes it so haunting.​

 

[sk.feelsdevil]

I agree with your perception, though it is somewhat obvious if you have been here long enough.
Should be mandatory reading for all GrAYs.

 

[Redbeard7]

My greatest fear

It’s not rejection. It is brokenness.

The fear that I left it too long, fell too far, became irredeemable. That I can care deeply for a woman, find her beautiful and still feel nothing, my psyche permanently numbed by the spectres of the past.

This will remain so until I prove otherwise through action and lived experience.​

 

[Redbeard7]

I've written a slightly superior version:

The Gospel of Ascension

The term “ascension” is religious in tone, echoing the conquest of a mountain, entering the Kingdom of Valhalla and the Ascension of Christ. It equates passionate sex to a divine event, marking elevation from the terrestrial to the celestial. It implies that virginity and aromanticism are fallen states, equivalent to purgatory or hell, with sexual initiation transforming the male from a lower to a higher being: subhuman to human, boy to man, man to God.

The much-maligned woman is the gatekeeper, judge and jailer in this Passion Play: both the source of man's damnation and, potentially, his redemption after years or decades of suffering, a priestess whose flesh absolves sin.

Within this nihilistic and materialistic philosophical framework, mutually desired heterosexual sex is heaven. Ascension is felt to be an embodied refutation of fatalistic biological nihilism; the omnipresent whisper in the core of our being that it's over and in fact never even began, that life is ultimately just a sick, meaningless joke.

Insofar as it's metaphysical, it is a Pagan inversion of traditional Christian ethics: sex and desire are divine, celibacy and repression, evil. It is a deeply romantic concept: paid sex isn't considered ascension, only being freely desired counts. It’s proof that you are real: not just in the eyes of the world but in the arms of one who could have chosen anyone else.

It is a variant of The Hero's Journey, although again an inversion of the classical concept. Sex is not temptation to be avoided or the reward after the journey: it is the journey's destination. The woman's willing embrace is not a test or a trap but The Promised Land, The Holy Grail, Destiny. In this erotic apotheosis the incel joins the Pantheon of Heroes, re-connecting him to the primordial chain of being.

Ascension isn't primarily about external validation: it's an ontological transformation, the fulfilment of a long-denied birthright, a spiritual resurrection. A rebirth not just in the eyes of others but in the mirror of one's soul; crossing the veil from unloved to loved, the silencing of doubt, a cataclysmic event which obliterates the line between reality and ultimate fantasy.

The symbolic feminine; simultaneously feared, hated, worshipped and craved, is no longer a projection or a void. She is present, embodied and with you. No longer myth or metaphor but breath, skin, salvation…​

 

[Redbeard7]

The Gospel of Ascension

The term “ascension” is religious in essence, echoing the conquest of a mountain, entering the Kingdom of Valhalla and the Ascension of Christ. It equates passionate sex to a divine event, marking elevation from the terrestrial to the celestial. It implies that virginity and aromanticism are fallen states, equivalent to purgatory or hell, with sexual initiation transforming the male from a lower to a higher being: subhuman to human, boy to man, man to God.

The much-maligned woman is the gatekeeper, judge and jailer in this Passion Play: both the source of man's damnation and, potentially, his redemption after years or decades of suffering, a priestess whose flesh absolves sin.

Within this nominally nihilistic and materialistic philosophical framework, mutually desired sex is heaven. Ascension is felt to be the embodied refutation of fatalistic biological nihilism; the omnipresent whisper in the core of our being that it's over, that it never even began, that life is ultimately just a sick, meaningless joke.

Insofar as it's metaphysical, it is a Pagan inversion of traditional Christian morality: sex and desire are divine, celibacy and repression, evil. It is a deeply romantic concept: paid sex isn't considered ascension, only being freely desired counts. It’s proof that you are real: not just in the eyes of the world, but in the arms of one who could have chosen anyone else.

It is a variant of The Hero's Journey, although again an inversion of the classical concept. Sex is not temptation to be avoided or the reward after the journey: it is the journey's destination. The woman's willing embrace is not a test or a trap but The Promised Land, The Holy Grail, Destiny. In this erotic apotheosis the incel joins the Pantheon of Heroes, re-connecting him to the primordial chain of being.

Ascension isn't primarily about external validation: it's an ontological transformation, the fulfilment of a long-denied birthright, a spiritual resurrection. A leap of faith to overcome the spectres of the past; the pervading fear that one is irredeemable, numb, broken. A rebirth not just in the eyes of others but in the mirror of one's soul; crossing the veil from unloved to loved, the silencing of doubt, a cataclysmic event which obliterates the line between reality and ultimate fantasy.

The symbolic feminine; simultaneously feared, hated, worshipped and craved, is no longer a projection or a void. She is present, embodied and with you, Aphrodite incarnate. No longer myth or metaphor but breath, skin, salvation…

 

[Deleted Member 8090]

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