What to do when slavery is upon you? When life will soon no longer be worth living as electronic micromanagement and mediation of the totality of human existence casts itself upon the land like a plague of locusts?
When everything you say and do is surveilled by a dragnet spanning the globe? When all speech is censored, when it’s a crime to pursue women, when masculinity is illegal, and when social engineers have succeeded in not only brainwashing everyone around you but have turned them against you?
What to do when you can see the indignities, injustices, and horrors on the horizon that so many others can’t?
Live for the day. It’s in Ecclesiastes:
“Then I commended mirth, because a man hath no better thing under the sun, than to eat, and to drink, and to be merry!”
Isaiah completes the thought:
“Let us eat and drink; for to morrow we shall die.”
Once again, those Bronze Age writers knocked it out of the park. The message: Enjoy life to the fullest before darkness falls on the world. In our case, before life ceases to be worth living at the hands of corporate-government complex micromanagers driving people like human cattle.
Beyond the excruciating pain of realizing there’s probably nothing that’s going to stop the world from being transformed into a grotesque parody of itself by incessant psychological reprogramming of the masses a la The Anglo American Matrix, the destruction of diverse cultures by Americanization, and the probable extinction of humanity at the hands of elite psychopaths – there’s the precious time a man has left in the interim.
Go out and live life in a hedonistic way. Throw caution to the wind, and don’t plan for a future that’s going to be so fucking miserable to live in you’ll wish you were dead anyway.
You’ve paid off that mortgage just in time for Agenda 21, South Africa style land grabs. Nice job! The matrix thanks you for your servitude. Now, sign over your house and land to the government representative, then move into the overpopulated Human Settlement Area and nobody gets hurt.
Better to live in the now.
That’s what I’ve decided to do. It’s Zero Fucks Given time. I earn just enough money to live out my wildest dreams.
After watching how fatcats not only got away with but profited from and broke the bank when they pulled of 9/11 right under a credulous public’s nose, then robbed the same flag waving ‘Muricans again in 2008, any remorse I had about not paying back the balance on my student loans disappeared. As long as I keep my income low enough, I can dodge them until the system (currently being bankrupted by a Cloward-Piven strategy anyway) writes them off.
Promise a comfortable life, and deliver debt slavery instead. It’s our responsibility to call the bluff.
Why not do lines with hot women? Why not jump out of an airplane? Why not take that camping trip to far off places? Why not have sex with any willing woman you can find? Why not become a layabout, a vagabond, a devil may care asshole?
Ironically, the scent of danger (and the hormones from the other women you’ve been in, I joke with a friend of mine) makes women want you much more than when you were a straight-laced, corporate bitch.
Keep in mind this abrupt course correction is coming from someone who carefully and painstaking planned and sacrificed during the first half of his life only to realize the sophisticated con game he had been placed into. Someone who realized the mainstream media that brainwashed him into becoming a servile man slave was the vortex of evil and not the harbinger of truth he once thought it was. Something he didn’t realize until he was on the other side of the electronic screen.
I’ve been inside the heart of the matrix in other words, what George Carlin called Bullshit Junction or the intersection of media, news, and advertising. Seeing the vapidness of that world and the designs it has to transform people into servile consumers fuels the fire in my soul to live the life that was to be denied me.
The alternative is to go hit “R” at the voting booth like a rat hitting a feeder bar to get a food pellet, then sit on my hands and wait for change that never comes, and reform that only strips what few freedoms I have left from me.
Alan Watts knew what I feel inside:
No valid plans for the future can be made by those who have no capacity for living now.
And he describes the realization I’ve had – the Eureka moment that propelled me across 48 states and several continents, into flings with well over 100 women, to master riding a motorcycle, to buy that Mustang GT, to jump out of an airplane from 15,000 feet, to live on an island for a year, to sleep alone in the forest with the howls of wolves echoing through the Grand Canyon, and to anticipate so many other avenues that are opening for me after what have been the 3 best years of my life.
The years since leaving my mainstream media job and winging my way through life on a nonstop adventure have been the lightest and brightest of my life. Watts’ sage wisdom has become a part of me:
My goodness don’t you remember when you went first to school and you went to kindergarten and in kindergarten, the idea was to push along so to get into first grade and then push along so that you could get into second-grade, third grade and so on, going up and up?
And then you went to high school and this was a great transition in life and now the pressure is being put on; you must get ahead, you must go up the grades and finally be good enough to get to college. And then when you get to college, you’re still going step by step, step by step, up to the great moment in which you’re ready to go out into the world.
And then when you get out into this famous world… comes… the struggle for success in profession or business and again there seems to be a ladder before you – something for which are reaching all the time.
And then… suddenly when you are about forty or forty-five years old, in the middle life, you wake up one day and say. “Huh? I’ve arrived, and by Joe, I feel pretty much the same as I’ve always felt. In fact I’m not so sure that I don’t feel a little bit cheated.” Because you see you were fooled. You were always living for somewhere where you aren’t.
And while, as I said, it is of tremendous use for us, to be able look ahead in this way and to plan. There is no use planning for a future which when you get to it and it becomes a present, you won’t be there. You’ll be living in some other future which hasn’t yet arrived. And so in this way, one is never able actually to inherit and enjoy the fruits of ones actions.
You can’t live at all… unless you can live fully, now.
This is something I never realized buried in the myopia of Anglo culture. But some exposure to Latin culture and what Watts so brilliantly stated about living now has clicked inside of me.
And I hope you’ll take away the same message as I write like a sine wave about both the dizzying highs and terrifying lows of life as a Red Pilled, MGTOW Ghost on a quest to live a life worth remembering as prospects for the future become dim.
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