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- Joined
- Dec 3, 2017
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I feel like the worst blackpill is that God/Nature hates you. It wants you dead, you are but a mistake upon itself.
You suffer in life because it wants you dead. "Die! Die!" it beckons from the sidelines, at every turn in your life it wants you to perish. It tries its hardest to screw you over in all your endevours. "How?" you may ask... It does not work directly, like an entity. It does not work indirectly either. It has ALREADY punished you, before you are born. It laid the foundations of punishment before you even walked on two feet. For it is the ultimate, the creator, the Grand Pattern... whatever you may call it, IT wants you dead. It created you to die, to live a life of suffering and toil.
This thing has cast the curse of inceldom, of ugliness upon you. Humans resent you, subconsciously they want you to DIE, to run away and never go near their tribe and good genetics. This extends to every part of your life, jobs, non-sexual relationships.... and not just on such a surface level. This curse has also put years of suffering, lowering your dopamine, keeping you from being at your best. You are not affected just physically and socially, but mentally too. Your happiness is nothing compared to a Chad or Stacy, or even a Normie.
It simply wants you dead. God itself, this universe and life itself, wants you DEAD. To be gone, not even to LDAR but to simply be gone and over with, forgotten.
You suffer in life because it wants you dead. "Die! Die!" it beckons from the sidelines, at every turn in your life it wants you to perish. It tries its hardest to screw you over in all your endevours. "How?" you may ask... It does not work directly, like an entity. It does not work indirectly either. It has ALREADY punished you, before you are born. It laid the foundations of punishment before you even walked on two feet. For it is the ultimate, the creator, the Grand Pattern... whatever you may call it, IT wants you dead. It created you to die, to live a life of suffering and toil.
This thing has cast the curse of inceldom, of ugliness upon you. Humans resent you, subconsciously they want you to DIE, to run away and never go near their tribe and good genetics. This extends to every part of your life, jobs, non-sexual relationships.... and not just on such a surface level. This curse has also put years of suffering, lowering your dopamine, keeping you from being at your best. You are not affected just physically and socially, but mentally too. Your happiness is nothing compared to a Chad or Stacy, or even a Normie.
It simply wants you dead. God itself, this universe and life itself, wants you DEAD. To be gone, not even to LDAR but to simply be gone and over with, forgotten.