
FromDarkness
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- Nov 17, 2018
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The more I experience of this "gift" some insane folks call life, the more I hate my parents. That's the playing out of a simple, logical mechanism, pushed forward by the material facts of this material existence. And by a love for morality.
Of course, nobody is perfect. When existence is basically hardcoded to generate immorality, that will inevitably taint us all.
But if you send someone to an eternal bestairii, a chronic Russian roulette, a straight up torture chamber, you've made the cardinal sin. And you deserve whatever's coming to you.
It's so simple... so fucking simple...
But yes, on one side, the Homer Simpsons of this world won't understand this. That has been experienced a million times before. It's dust on the shelf by now. If you materially don't have a capacity to think or feel... good for you, I guess.
And then, God's (in reality, Satan's) disciples. They just want more meat to this grinder. They love the torture of other beings, while mockingly trivializing our pain from on top of their horses, made by sewn together parts from the corpses of their victims. And they just can't wait for more.
Stupidity and evil... all around. What a sad, immoral, fundamentally indefensible existence this is.
Of course, nobody is perfect. When existence is basically hardcoded to generate immorality, that will inevitably taint us all.
But if you send someone to an eternal bestairii, a chronic Russian roulette, a straight up torture chamber, you've made the cardinal sin. And you deserve whatever's coming to you.
It's so simple... so fucking simple...
But yes, on one side, the Homer Simpsons of this world won't understand this. That has been experienced a million times before. It's dust on the shelf by now. If you materially don't have a capacity to think or feel... good for you, I guess.
And then, God's (in reality, Satan's) disciples. They just want more meat to this grinder. They love the torture of other beings, while mockingly trivializing our pain from on top of their horses, made by sewn together parts from the corpses of their victims. And they just can't wait for more.
Stupidity and evil... all around. What a sad, immoral, fundamentally indefensible existence this is.