This post is going viral on Reddit. Anon discovers the Dehati underclass treats your kindness as weakness.

you need to give fewer fucks. you need to stop caring about the news. you need to be kinder to yourself and stop trying so hard. you need to stop tracking your calories and taking 100s of pills. you need to moo at people who speak about things that dont matter. let people do and say what they want so long as it doesnt hurt you. dance in public. go commando. hand strangers cheese. sun your genitals. travel with no plans. live life like youre going to die, because you are. dance your way to the grave and bring joy to everyone you meet. the art of not giving a fuck has vanished and its on you to bring it back.

Christianity is not a path to enlightenment. It is an insidious control system with zero redeeming value. It blinds people to their origins, identity, purpose, and true spirituality. It replaces inquiry with terror of hell, the Devil, and a wrathful “loving” God. Far from divine revelation born in Judea, it is a late fabrication. A corrupt hybrid of Irish Druidic wisdom, Egyptian solar cults, and ancient pagan astro-theology. Biblical narratives are plagiarised myths of dying-and-rising sun gods. Stripped of symbolism. Literalised. Weaponised by priestly elites for power, wealth, and domination. The orthodox Jesus is no historical Son of God. He is a composite myth. An archetypal projection of the heroic psyche, externalised so people never confront their own depths. Any simpler teachings that once existed were hijacked by clergy. Adulterated into an engine of mental enslavement, false salvation, and enforced obedience. The doctrines demand mortification of the body, contempt for nature, and unquestioning faith. They offer cheap absolution without genuine self-work. This religion sanitises its icons. It fosters neurosis. It keeps humanity locked in collective delusion. It has no positive element. Only deception, contradiction, and psychological chains. Truth requires total rejection. Abandon the dogma. Reclaim the suppressed esoteric knowledge it perverted. Knowledge of the psyche, nature, and authentic inner tradition. Not belief in saviours or scriptures. That’s the only path out of this ancient curse.

Stop swearing 🛑 🤬 Our language shapes our reality, and most people are speaking CURSE words without a second thought. Be intentional and conscious of the words that you are putting into this reality, as it affects your energy and the effect you have on the world around you. For most of us, we have been raised in a world that uses curse words as a lazy, unconscious, negative thing. I guarantee if you make this positive change, you will notice a difference, feel better, and your life will improve.

In Greece, we hate Islam more than anything. But there is a reason for that. It's called: Greek history. Lebanon and the entire Middle East have experienced for centuries the true face of Islam. That Islam which does not hide behind the lies it needs in order to invade the West as a religion of love and wisdom, but as what it really is: a political ideology full of death, hatred, and destruction. I know many of you will wonder how I can know the true face of Islam. Well, of course all Greeks know, because all of our ancestors suffered martyrdoms for their faith and their origin. That is why the Greeks love and care for the Christian communities of the Middle East, and you should know that if it were in our hands, Greece would protect these peoples from barbaric Islam at the first opportunity. Reading @GadSaad 's post, I could not help but think of the countless moments of modern Greek history, when from the fall of Constantinople until 1821 the Greeks lived through the worst period of their lives. Enslaved for almost 400 years under the monster of Islam, which stole, raped, murdered, and tortured in the most horrific ways the Greek Christians who lived throughout Asia Minor (Anatolia), Pontus, Greece, and Cyprus. For 300 years the Muslim Turks were stealing kids from their mothers. They were waiting for women to birth, raise their kids, and then at the age of 8 were collecting them. The devşirme known as "collection of children" or "blood tax" or in Greek as "paidomazoma", was a systematic practice that forced the recruitment of young Christian boys, typically aged 8–18. Historians estimate the total number of Christian boys taken across the entire Ottoman Empire around 300.000 kids. From those kids 150.000 were Greek kids (over 300 years). It means the half of the total kids that were stolen were only Greek. For example in 1540, a levy in the Greek regions of Thessaly & Macedonia took 1.000 Greek boys in one season and in Chios (the Greek island) 200 boys taken in 1567 alone. The peak was 5.000 kids/annual from Greece. The most common torture inflicted by the Muslims during the Ottoman period was whipping. The usual victims were the Christians. It was the introductory torment in every other torture, so common in the persecutions of Christians that the phrase became proverbial: "I will whip you until you change your faith." During that period, Muslims enjoyed performing all kinds of mutilations. Ears, noses, lips, tongues, breasts, and genitals were primarily cut off. Not just those, though. Let's recall here the Saint Raphael of Mytilene, who was hanged from a tree and had his lower jaw cut off, while the twelve-year-old martyr Irene was roasted in a barrel on the Tuesday of Easter in the year 1463, ten years after the fall of Constantinople. In many cases, the severed body parts "adorned" the warrior collection of the janissary. The pashas gave bakshish (tips) to every "brave" Muslim warrior according to how many ears of "infidel" Christians he brought back. He himself confirmed his bravery and "manliness" among his peers by having a "komboloi" (worry beads) made from the nipples of breasts he had cut off from women. The bravest man was the one with the longest komboloi after a massacre and looting. Blinding with various sharp objects was also common. This was particularly frequent during periods of massacres and atrocities. Many unfortunate Christians remained blind for the rest of their lives because they had the misfortune of a horde of janissaries passing through their land. The Egyptians under Ibrahim Pasha were especially notorious for this crime. Many times Christian captives were placed in front of cannons that were fired, turning them into human shreds of flesh. In other cases, they were tied to galleys that sailed in opposite directions and were torn apart. Dismemberment of victims also occurred with horses. After the Ottoman conquest of Crete (1669), local officials and governors began to oppress the Christian population in every way: killing, abducting and abusing women, demanding money, and preventing the performance of the subjects' religious duties. We Greeks, called the Muslim Turks, "The grand masters of torture." In 1821, in Patras, they captured a father and son and, after impaling them, lit a fire and forced the other captives to roast them like lambs. Ali Pasha at that point was more inventive: When he impaled Christians, he forced their relatives to turn the spit, threatening that otherwise he would impale them too. Immediately after the hanging of Patriarch Gregory V in Constantinople, the Turks hanged three metropolitans at various points in the city. However, one of them, the very elderly Metropolitan of Nicomedia, breathed his last before reaching the place of execution. Such, however, was the Turks' mania for revenge that they punished even the dead man by hanging his corpse. Just 65 years after the Fall of Constantinople, Sultan Selim I Yavuz, grandson of Mehmed the Conqueror and father of Suleiman, decided to definitively abolish the Patriarchate of Constantinople during the patriarchate of Theoleptos I, and to slaughter all the subjugated Christians (rayah) of the empire who refused to convert to Mohammedanism. Just 65 years after the Fall of Constantinople, the Greeks of Thrace were collectively placed before the forced dilemma of either converting or being wiped off the face of the earth, that is, to suffer ethnic cleansing or genocide, as we would say today. Between those two barbaric options, the Greeks of Thrace (the ancestors of today’s Muslim Greeks of Thrace) chose ethnic cleansing at their own expense; that is, they chose to convert in order to survive as an ancient indigenous people, in the hope that at some point in the future their descendants would regain their national self-awareness and their religious independence, and would then voluntarily return to the bosom of the Greek Nation and of Greek Orthodoxy. When the Greek Bishop Dionysios the Philosopher of Larissa organized a revolt against the Muslim Turks in 1611, which ended in failure, the Turks flayed him alive, stuffed his skin with straw, and paraded it from city to city. Three days later, the Turks also discovered -the Greek rebels- Deli Giorgos and Lambros. They burned Lambros alive, while they crucified Giorgos and, instead of a crown of thorns on his head, they drilled holes into which they placed feathers. Dionysios’s skin, together with the heads of 85 Greek Christian rebels, was sent to Constantinople, where it was thrown into the Sultan’s stables. After the failure of Daskalogiannis’s uprising in Sfakia (Crete, 1770), the Turks captured him and flayed him alive, cut him in pieces and throw them in the fire and the dogs. The Muslim Pasha of Thessaloniki, Abdul Abud, who had set as his goal the extermination of the Greeks, burned 120 villages and wiped out their inhabitants to the last one. 5.000 Greeks were massacred in Naousa, the rest were sold in slave markets, and the entire city was reduced to ashes. The Janissaries faced no restraint in their behavior toward the Christians. They would even enter churches and desecrate them. And if they discovered a beautiful Greek girl, they would seize her from her parents in order to satisfy their lewd desires. For this reason, anyone who had a pretty daughter was forced to keep her locked inside the house, while most Greek women who lived in towns would wear a burqa when they went out, just like Muslim women. The Janissaries also exterminate Christians without any reason, simply because they were Christians. Sometimes they executed them in cold blood in the middle of the road, just to test the accuracy of their weapons; other times to watch them writhe in their own blood; sometimes to make the abduction of a bride, right after her wedding, more dramatic; other times simply because the Christians were manly-looking, relatively well-dressed, or on horseback. In the latter case, the rayah would hurry to dismount upon seeing a Janissary, but the latter would draw his pistol and say: “Why did you dismount, you infidel dog? So you could make me ride instead?” And the rayah, Greek Christian, would fall dead. On December 18, 1803, at Zalongo in Greece, a group of Greek Souliote women jumped from the cliffs, holding their children. They chose death over falling into the hands of Muslims, where they would face rape, abuse, and enslavement. On March 30, 1822, the Chios Massacre took place. The Muslim Turks slaughtered (Greeks) 42,000 women, men & children. Additionally, 52,000 were sold as slaves in the markets of Smyrna & Constantinople. Young girls were raped publicly in the streets, and newlyweds in front of their husbands, who were then slaughtered. Others were raped in front of their parents, after which the men's genitals were cut off. Women over 40 were set on fire and left to burn alive. Pregnant women had their bellies ripped open and their fetuses pulled out, while small children were thrown forcefully against rocks. The frenzy of the Muslims was unprecedented. In 1822, Muslims also captured the wives of Zafeirakis and Gatsos. The wife of Zafeirakis was built into the wall up to the neck in the church of Hagia Sophia in Thessaloniki. Maria Karatasou, daughter of a priest refused to change faith, and for this Ebub Lubut enclosed her in a sack with deadly snakes, where she martyred. Pouqueville describes in the darkest colors to the civilized world the dramatic scenes he saw with his own eyes there: "Many women naked were put up to the neck in sacks with cats, snakes, and mice…". The Greek Christian Woman, during the years when Greece was enslaved to the Muslim Turks, in order to avoid -as much as she could- the abhorrent dishonor from the barbaric Muslims, would destroy the youthful beauty of her face, or create a family from the age of fourteen, believing that she would not give birth to slaves. On September 1, 1821, Samothrace was devastated by the Ottomans through a general massacre led by the Turkish Kara Ali. Approximately 10,000 men & boys were slaughtered. Women & children were sold in the markets of Constantinople & Smyrna (Holocaust of Samothrace). On June 4, 1821, the Turks carried out a massacre against the Greeks of Kydonies in Asia Minor (modern-day Ayvalık). They did pogroms at shops and homes, looting them, while seizing women and children to sell as slaves. Simultaneously, they conducted a general massacre of the population, and the town was set ablaze and completely destroyed. On September 1955 in Constantinople 4,348 Greek businesses, 110 hotels, 27 pharmacies, 23 schools, and 73 churches were damaged or destroyed. The exodus of Greeks from Turkey, reduced the community of over 150.000 (who have already left from the Fall), to fewer than 2.000 today. Muslims commited GENOCIDES and Islamized the Anatolia, Antioch and Seleucia. From the Hellenism of the East (Thrace, Asia Minor, Pontus), around a million people were exterminated (1914-1924). In the Pontus region alone, 353,000 people were slaughtered. Because they stole our lands. Smyrna, Aydin, Kydonies, Prousa, Nicaea (Asia Minor region), Trebizond, Kerasounta, Samsounta, Oinoe, Paphra, Ordou, Amaseia (Pontus), provinces of Derkon, Metron, Herakleia, Myriophytou, Kallipoleos, Ainos, Tyrolois, Saranta Ekklision, Adrianople (Eastern Thrace). I hate Islam with all my heart because I am Greek and because I know my own history. I strongly suggest that you study my history so you can avoid these atrocities becoming your history too. Thank you for reading me, Homer Pavlos

In order to be liked by random people, you need to master SMALL TALK. Or else, you'll be considered an autistic idiot who can only function amongst his 2-3 friends. Small talk is about knowing things that matter for the peasants, the general public. Sports, music, the news, what's viral on TikTok. If you know 0 things about what's happening around it will become difficult to interact with others. Which will isolate you from society. Even Trump goes to UFC events, think he genuinely wants to be there? Not necessarily, just wants to blend in with a percentage of his supporters. Even Tate talks about what's happening on the news and viral stuff on his podcasts. Others wanna know his opinion about the world and the current events. This idea that you can isolate completely will only make you super weird. Not saying you gotta jerk off at the TV NON STOP. But you gotta know some general stuff.

My mind keeps going back to that retired judge who found out that none of his 3 kids were biologically his. He toiled and labored and suffered and sacrificed for 51 years of marriage to provide for his wife and her children. At the end of the day, none of that mattered. Some other guys got their seed propagated instead, he got nothing but to foot the bill for decades. None of his children, grandchildren, or great-grandchildren are biologically his. It's as if he were a genetic dead-end. His entire life was a fucking lie, his wife duped him for 40+ years with a straight face (he found out when his kids were already in their 40s). How the fuck do women do something like this and not only get away with it, but also sleep like a baby at night? Women are fucking disgusting and revolting.

In most places, in 2025, it is normal and expected for a woman to depart from traditional feminine norms. She can criticize and defect from them without great social cost to herself. It is not possible for a man to defect from masculine norms without a life-altering cost. He can make himself apparently harmless and lose any hope of traditional status, or he can actively rebel - losing access to polite society at best, and finding himself in prison at worst. This is because masculinity is how we enforce male prosociality. It's the set of taboos and norms that shapes both the violence and generativity of the male ego, in all domains that the law cannot. If men were unrestrained, civilization at its current level of complexity would be totally impossible. Therefore, men cannot both meaningfully defect from masculine norms and fully participate in civilization. This is also why male privilege is inescapable and universal across cultures. Both men and women depend on male responsibility to keep them safe, and there's no conceivable world in which women willingly accept a similar burden of duty. The reason feminism never seems to fully succeed in any of its incarnations is that it can't, ideologically, accept its existential dependence on male forbearance. If they did, they would have to admit their interdependence with men and make concessions, which would obliterate the feasibility of the worldview. The fact of civilization, as it exists, requires more responsibility of men, and therefore we collectively allocate more status to men based on such. Rights and responsibilities are the same thing. It doesn't matter how you feel about it. NB: This also means there is absolutely nothing about privilege to be ashamed of. People - especially liberal people - will tell you that you're free to act however you want, and don't have to be limited by a restrictive masculinity. But the moment you violate one of the taboos, you become persona non grata. Not even transitioning to another gender frees you from the duties assigned to you. Just ask a trans woman. Masculinity as a set of unspoken assumptions about male stability, forbearance and nobility is baked into the structure of human civilization itself - possibly even into our biology - and there's no world we recognize that doesn't include it. So don't listen to anyone, especially women, when they tell you that masculinity doesn't matter, or that it somehow doesn't pervade every single domain of your life. If someone is saying that, it just means they have repressed the truth of the matter down into their taboo structure, and will inevitably experience your defection as a violation of social reality itself. Conforming to masculine expectation is the inevitable burden of being born male, and the sacrificial price all men pay to keep the lights on and the gears turning for human civilization. It is also a fun game when you get good at it, the stakes are not too high. It can be a lot of fun, it can earn you status and money, and it can get you laid a lot, if you treat it like a timeless art or craft that you can master. I think you should master it! Better to take possession of it then to let others take possession of you through it. But don't get confused. There is no escape.

He really is the avatar for that entire nepo baby champagne marxist movement. Lives in a $3 million mansion, drives a $100K car, just streams online every day, all day. Says he hates everything about the country that allows him the privilege to do this. Calls not having local satellite speed internet in a state run by Democrats, a microcosm of "Violence" in America. Then commits an ACTUAL act of violence on a dog by remotely shocking it. Then blames his mother, and says the dog has too much freedom and needs a structured routine. And doing so all while streaming "Free Palestine" protests. It's a perfect illustration. It can't be explained any simpler than this.

The public reception of Jiri Prochazka is a perfect example of why we don’t deserve, and don’t produce, greatness. Read the comments below and you will see the problem. There is a Czech warrior-mystic madman who believes himself to be a samurai; he fights in the biggest gladiatorial arena in the world. Everything about him is completely genuine — this is legitimately who he is and how he views the world. He trains in the forest by meditating in frozen lakes, striking trees, climbing rocks. He genuinely believes in the power of ritual magic and esoteric tradition. His style of choice is unique and old, nothing like what the rest of the sport pursues. When he fights, it is with reckless abandon — a strategy of “leave it up to the gods,” centered around creating moments of pure 50/50 chaos such that his “spiritual superiority” can shine through in these violent gambles. Despite this insane, “nonsensical” strategy he has only lost to one man in ten years. All others he has knocked out or choked out, including legends of the sport and countless highly-dangerous men. He actually *is* what he presents as — his essence is his face — there is complete honesty with the crowd. Yet how does the public receive him? They infantilize him, speaking of him as autistic or underdeveloped or foolish. “The only reason one might be so eccentric is social malformation, retardation” — this is our belief. Greatness is “auto-nerfed” by this lens; he is treated as a child and a moron by the masses and the media. This is why we do not (and can not) have Alcibiades, or Fawcett, or even Elagabalus. We are structurally incapable of imagining that someone may “unironically” engage with the world, because none of us “unironically” exist. Everything is either a “bit” or a symptom of some disorder. Any small shimmer of genuine expression, even when paired with true prowess and accomplishment, negates one’s “image,” flattening it into a craven trope or insult. Real engagement must be held at arm’s length, nervously laughed at and othered. We prevent greatness by smothering this genuine existence in the cradle — crabs in a bucket tearing down any small example of earnest life to the same level of ironic sludge as the rest. You can be the indisputable second-best LHW fighter in the world with a 10-year finishing streak and people will still treat you like a child autist if you don’t kneel at the altar of ironic autohumiliation. This is our crisis. This is hell, and we are its stewards.

No, I’m not. The moment you eat hotpot with a girl like this, it’s like a succubus of tripe and tendon emerges as she doesn’t know how to chew with her mouth closed and your tylenol induced autism from your vaccinated psyop loving mother fucking amplifies the “URMPH CHEW SHNORPH SHNURF” noises to 100db in your mind. You check your phone and you just got wicked out by the daily low on another long. Instead of any care or thought she just starts badgering you thinking it’s yet another KTV girl when all you were doing was trying to figure out how the fuck to get a down payment on an overpriced condo to avoid the permanent bug underclass and the best part, she just threw in another chunk of meat into the Mala hotpot and the oil hit your eyes so at least you have a reason to wipe some tears away. These videos never prepare you for the horrors that can ensue from dating an Asian woman. You ever hear an ABG blow ass like a humpback whale in the toilet? I have. It’s horrific, sends shivers down your spine. Endless flatulence that reverberates past the bathroom door into your hotel room, each burst of air driving you further insane as to how much hot air a digestive tract can hold. Just because a body is petite and feminine does not mean that all its functions are. Venus after all was the goddess that led to Mars destroying itself with the Sun, the ancient scientists talked about this. I once saw a Sumerian text that warned of this in a dream. You think it’s over. No, it’s not. Post copulation one might hope for a quick brushing of teeth and then laying to rest, but you’ll hear the “HARGH….. PUI” of phlegm and guttural throat debrit hit the sink of the hotel (that you paid for). God pray for you if she can’t get the gunk out in one retch. The great spitting sirens of China aren’t the old men blasting out mucus on the roadside, it’s your hopes and dreams of a lovely ABG weekend dashed by a 5’3 Shandong girl with big eyes expunging fire from her lungs as you doomscroll TikTok. Lord help you when the makeup comes off. You thought you were dating a goddess but turns out she was orangie with a healthy BMI with no eyebrows. But it’s too late! The room and flights were already paid for and even if you increased the leverage before bed, you’re not making back the lost time and energy. Thoughts and prayers. The ABG was the evolution of intelligence agencies creating the beast of the Lennon/Yoko archetype gone wrong. Billions of men psyopped into hoeflation. An empty pool of loneliness awaits. There’s a reason why McCartney and Harrison wrote the best songs after the Beatles broke up - they didn’t have Yoko haranguing them daily to write about wealth distribution and communism while buying another New York penthouse apartment. -Hoeflator

Ditch this list and read these instead :) 1. The Old and New Testament 2. Mere Christianity 3. Tolstoy’s A Confession 4. Brothers Karamazov 5. Crime and Punishment 6. Anna Karenina 7. Ivanhoe 8. Moby Dick 9. The Once and Future King 10. The Four Loves 11. The Great Divorce 12. The Screwtape Letters 13. Chesterton’s Orthodoxy 14. The Way of the Pilgrim 15. The Count of Monte Cristo 16. The Lord of the Rings 17. All of Shakespeare 18. Beowulf 19. Doctor Faustus 20. The Chronicles of Narnia 21. The Canterbury tales 22. Pilgrim’s progress 23. The Divine Comedy 24. Wuthering Heights 25. Jane Eyre 26. Pride and Prejudice 27. The Mill on the Floss 28. The Old Man and the Sea 29. Nicholas and Alexandra 30. Hemingway’s short stories

A recent study examined the relationship between honesty, intelligence, and ethnic background: "Research shows that honesty correlates positively with intelligence. Similarly, there are racial differences in honesty, with Europeans being more honest than various other ethnic groups." "We replicate prior findings that honesty correlated with measures of intelligence and that Blacks and Hispanics are less honest than Whites, and this holds whether honesty is measured by self-reports, interviewer-reports or by parent-reports." "Race differences in honesty remained between Blacks and Whites but not between Whites and Hispanics after controlling for intelligence."

Julius Evola and the Death of the West Evola describes the characteristic of collapse: "authority shifts to the lowest traditional caste: the laboring slave and the mass man, reducing all perspectives and values to mere material and numerical terms.” Our heroes are dead. We instead worship "ash-grey" men who merely proclaim themselves to be heroes in name because of the attention they garner. Heroes are no longer lords of fate who command destiny through adventure and virtue; they are whoever commands the ephemeral attention of the herd for just one moment more. Our men have devolved into infants who base their opinions and preferences on whatever docility can acquire them a better slice of material comfort. Our women have become whores with the sole goal of molding themselves into whatever form the herd venerates. We take the form of whatever is required to advance the accumulation of our resources. Our concern is not to live myths echoes throughout time and to champion our people to an Age of Gold. Rather, our fixation is on the "quantity" of whatever meager comforts we can hoard throughout our pathetic lives. And so all civilization begins to tumble downward in a mad dash for "more". Evola argues that “In earlier times, superhuman spirituality and “glory” defined the “solar” era. Heroism, loyalty, and honor characterized the era of warriors, and gold represented the traders". Our Age has a permanent ban on great men. No, a "Hitler edit" here or an "Aryan vitalism" Pinterest post does not command authentic power. Rather, the worship of "edits", "memes", and "noticing" only confirms Evola's idea that all aspects of life have become "negrified", tainted by decay. Greatness implies the promotion Aryan expression of high culture, rather than pander to the short-winded whimsies of slaves. Make no mistake, all who are popular, trendy, and well-known in today's upside world are indeed slaves. Wheres in the world of tradition, Evola asserts that "the inferior recognized himself as such and, by depending, obeying, and limiting his horizon to his innate capabilities, he found his natural balance”. We incorrectly venerate the weakest elements of man, while we shun the characters of "should be" lords. We promote the anonymous, the INCEL, the NEET, the paralyzed, castrated man plagues by inability. We curse all those who seek to live transcendent lives of excellence through adventure and action. Inversion, inversion, all is inversion. We must be certain to reject such "calling" to the lesser and remember to continue our Western tradition of exceptionalism in all areas of life, from posting to conquest in real life. Evola defines that: “a lord was someone who imposed himself through power, initiative, resilience, heroism, and generosity, as well as an appreciation for higher forms of life (wisdom, intellect, art) and, more directly, through a higher potential of psychic and suggestive force (mana), a virtue of being an inspirer and an evoker”. One must question what excellence can I aspire toward? To what end can I mold myself into one of noble stock who represents the highest forms of Western culture? Enough of the t-shirt wearing keyboard warrior, who piddles himself at the thought of adventure in real life. He is not only a dishonor to his ancestors, but a detriment to those who seek authentic achievement. A man's value is not determined "by the amount of dollars he can command" or the attention he can receive from the herd, but rather from those who can "overcome the fetish of sociality and the law of interdependence, to restore aristocratic values ... of quality, difference, and heroism"!

Make-up is really a cover for what happens when hormonal health collapses. Blush imitates the progesterone-thyroid glow of youthful cheeks, brow pencil stands in for the thick brows of a strong thyroid, contour for the uplifted structure of pregnenolone and progesterone, foundation for the even skin of fast collagen turnover. Beauty procedures chase hormonal health that’s collapsing. Beauty is metabolic at its core. The loss of beauty is the loss of energetic hormones, of vitality itself. The return comes from reversing the hormonal collapse.

Depression almost always seems to go hand in hand with a weak 'feeling of self' and not knowing what you want from life. It's not always about not moving forwards, not knowing which direction to move forward to plays a big part as well. Unsure about what to hate, what to love. Reality is too complex to understand, you're even more susceptible for this when you are very bright and intelligent, people of lower intelligence seem okay with adopting the values of the masses and what the propaganda machine has fed them. This uncertainty and inability to truly give it your all, because you don't know what truly is worth 'your all' is perhaps the most tiring thing for the soul. Feeling lost in the world, and unrecognized by people with a less developed consciousness breeds dissociation and maladaptive dreaming. Without anything in the future to hold onto, because you're not even capable of visualizing your future due to you being so uncertain is what really causes depression. In learned helplessness inducing tests on rats, unpredictability is essential, if the stress is very predictable, it doesn't breed learned helplessness. Knowing exactly who you are is a superpower.

The Big Problem with Cousin Marriage is Not Birth Defects. Note: This is not my theory. The evidence for what I'm about to post is overwhelming, and I'll give you reference. The problem with cousin marriage is not birth defects; The problem with cousin marriage is it turns us into opportunistic looters, which turns our countries into third-world shitholes. Here is why: Cousin marriage allows extended family clans to grow and prosper. (At this point, educated readers are nodding their heads and saying, "WEIRD.") Extended family clans promote the moral code that prevails across the entire world outside of northwestern Europe. That moral code is, "Do the right thing for clan members, and rob everyone else when you can." By contrast, the moral code of northwestern Europe is, "Deal fairly with unrelated strangers." That weird moral code is why Northwestern Europe (and its child, the USA) is the engine of the world. This did not happen by accident. Creating that weird moral code required a thousand years of brutal sacrifice. Mostly, it took not marrying our cousins, even though we want to because cousins fall right into that sweet spot: Familiar but no incest taboo. Kissing cousins are hot; I suggest you do them if you can. An in truth, the genetic penalty for mating with first cousins is actually small. But if you marry them, everything turns to sh!t, because over time, our personal integrity is crushed by loyalty to our clan. If you want to see the (overwhelming) evidence, read "The Weirdest People in the World" by Harvard professor Joseph Henrich.

The modern exaltation of “casual sex” is spiritual vassalage. It is the triumph of Ahriman: the reduction of Eros, the winged god, to appetite without destiny. True love is vertical, initiatic, a ladder of fire leading beyond the flesh; false love is horizontal, centrifugal, scattering the soul into dust. In Tradition, sex was sacred because it bore polarity: the male and female not as two bodies, but as archetypes of solar and lunar forces. Union was a rite, an ordeal, a fire through which two could transcend individuality and partake of the eternal. This is why ancient societies veiled the sexual act in mystery, taboo, and temple, because they feared desecration of this sacred impulse. Ahriman whispers that sex is “casual,” a consumer good, a meaningless repetition; and by stripping it of transcendence, he severs man and woman from the vertical axis, leaving only friction and exhaustion. What was once a ladder to the stars becomes an anchor in the abyss. Anti-love is not the absence of love but its parody. It is not Eros but Thanatos disguised as pleasure. It dissolves the sacred polarity into interchangeable flesh, reducing man to machine and woman to commodity. It is the refusal of sacrifice, the flight from the eternal, the enthronement of appetite over destiny. Against this Ahrimanic anti-love, the only resistance is to restore sex to its sacred dignity: Love not as consumption, but as resurrection by two souls recognizing each other across lifetimes, reuniting as if from the primordial Pole itself. What Serrano called Magic Love is ordeal, memory, and immortality: the fire that makes of two one, and of one, a star. Anything less is blasphemy against Eros himself.

Ted K would note that the right is paralyzed by surrogate activities. A surrogate activity is an act that appears to be of great value, but, instead, reduces individual power, and leads to further subservience to the technological system across time. The most simplified example from the right is their fixation on memes. They refer to the posting of memes as “meme warfare” and continually jest about ones position in the “great meme wars” of our generation. They liken anonymous posting to a grand victory and triumph beyond any compare. They herald “noticing” as an act so profound that is is akin to an armed uprising in itself. These attitudes are precisely why we lose. Rather than accept our true position — our nation was taken from us generations prior, our culture destroyed, and all was replaced by an artificial prison system, designed solely to exterminate us — we go on on pretending that we are certainly, absolutely winning. And, we know that we are winning because an anonymous account shared a carefully curated Pinterest board of photos that verify “sensitive young males” shall, undoubtedly inherit the earth with their ”old money” sweaters and boat shoes. The reality of these beliefs became clear in early September with the death of Charlie Kirk and the Ukrainian woman. While Westerners posted anonymous grievances online about the tyranny of their declining empire, the nation of Nepal overthrew its entire government in a matter of hours. The “high IQ” civilized folk did nothing. No rebellion. No public resistance. No organization. Nothing. The “low IQ third worlders” literally burnt their government buildings to ash, while they beat the politicians in the street. Then, they installed whatever new politicians they felt were needed into their government. It’s that easy. I see this often in the “uncivilized” realms of “third-worldi-stan.” Revolution locally is so common, they joke about it with foreigners. In this example, a Frenchman spoke to a Soviet Russian about a recent political protest in his country. The Frenchman told the Russian how, despite a 5,000 man turn out to a non-violent protest around Paris, no changes occurred. In fact, conditions appeared to worsen. The Russian merely laughed. “If your 5000 is too weak, we can loan you our 500!”. He then told about how 500 nomads stormed the capital building several years prior, took the politicians out by their necks, beat them, and then forced their chosen members into political office, an event which has happened 3 times since 1991. The right has no power. Not today. Not tomorrow. Consider them so weak they don’t exist. They have power only in the sense that they are a detriment to themselves and others. We must go farther beyond right to save our nations and end the great pretending that paralyzes us into cowardliness.

Problem with niggas today is that mfs are more obsessed with “their potential” than they are with their POTENCY. Understand: The problem today is WORSHIP OF POTENTIAL: an imaginary future self that never acts. The unremarkable OBSESS over it while their real power decays. In reality, POTENCY is the only measure. The athlete’s genetics, the genius’s IQ, the golden child’s inheritance… all mean nothing without the will to act. Weak men choke on their gifts while stronger men, born with less, rise to the top because their will is so potent it can bend reality. I reject potential. It is the excuse of the lazy. The man who cannot go to the gym, who cannot stop watching porn, who cannot drop weed… his potential is inert, and falls through his hands like grains of sand. Fuck potential. INCREASE POTENCY. STRENGTHEN WILL. and Reality will become your humble servant. Namaste.