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[ ƬᏂ∈ ᗪ⫯ɢﬡ⫯𝜏Ⴘ 𝖮⨍ ⋎⫯ᖇ𝜏υ∈] and the blame game

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    key
  • Mar 26, 2024
  • 4 min read

Aug 28, 2021


What desperate times we are living in, trading compassion for notoriety. I think fame is disreputable, tacky. Being in a position of eminence is slightly better, more dignified, as you have something to offer within a specific sphere—you have value. ᵛᵃˡᵘᵉ [ˈᵛᴬᴸᵞᴼ͞ᴼ] ᴺᴼᵁᴺ: ᵀᴴᴱ ᴿᴱᴳᴬᴿᴰ ᵀᴴᴬᵀ ˢᴼᴹᴱᵀᴴᴵᴺᴳ ᴵˢ ᴴᴱᴸᴰ ᵀᴼ ᴰᴱˢᴱᴿᵛᴱ; ᵀᴴᴱ ᴵᴹᴾᴼᴿᵀᴬᴺᶜᴱ, ᵂᴼᴿᵀᴴ, ᴼᴿ ᵁˢᴱᶠᵁᴸᴺᴱˢˢ ᴼᶠ ˢᴼᴹᴱᵀᴴᴵᴺᴳ. Interactions have become a social duel, blame sidesteps communication allowing us to bypass responsibility. I can’t think of many things more shameful than not taking accountability. I get it, blaming others is fun, it puts them down and builds us up! Judgment and devaluation should be cardinal sins. But I really do get it, it’s easy. It’s easy to blame those around us and those before us. While diagnostics suggests that baby boomers are a generation of sociopaths, I would argue that millennials check off considerably more boxes in regards to sociopathy. While those born during the wave of World War II may be plagued with egotism and a delusional sense of power, they at least still posses their dignity. The real sociopaths are those beset with narcissism and impulsivity, flaunting a moral compass that only points back onto the self. This moral compass sometimes comes in the form of a glowing blue light in the palm of a hand.

Sociopaths may or may not break the law, but by exploiting and manipulating others, they violate the trust that the human enterprise runs on.

*Poll Idea: Is It Weak to Show Compassion? To Give Into Your Values or Beliefs?

Schopenhauer's conviction that only compassion can be an incentive for morality headbutted Kant, who saw it as a misguided sentiment: “Such benevolence is called soft-heartedness and should not occur at all among human beings.” Sociopathic as f*ck! Kant also waited until his final days to perceive the dark side of existence and I think I will too. So for now I will focus on alchemical dreams like becoming the most good, and the most virtuous.I’ve been in the mood to question my worth lately. If morality is the only condition for which still has dignity, where does that leave humanity? (which is without a doubt, incapable of morality thus not having any dignity.) ((in the gutter?))

If we all had hearts of Hinduism we would aim to be all-embracing, fair-minded, and respectful. We would have the 12 virtues plastered over our bedroom walls, we would count them on our fingers and toes before bed, we would whisper them to ourselves whenever we got the chance. We would have no shame, only honor.


  1. Aͣhͪiͥmͫs͛aͣ (noͦn-̄vͮiͥoͦleͤncͨeͤ)

  2. Mⷨiͥndͩ aͣndͩ s͛eͤns͛eͤ cͨoͦnᴛⷮrͬoͦl

  3. ᴛⷮoͦleͤrͬaͣncͨeͤ

  4. нⷩoͦs͛рⷬiͥᴛⷮaͣliͥᴛⷮy

  5. Cͨoͦmͫрⷬaͣs͛s͛iͥoͦn

  6. Рⷬrͬoͦᴛⷮeͤcͨᴛⷮiͥoͦn

  7. Rͬeͤs͛рⷬeͤcͨᴛⷮ

  8. Wiͥs͛dͩoͦmͫ

  9. Aͣuͧs͛ᴛⷮeͤrͬiͥᴛⷮy

  10. Cͨeͤliͥвⷡaͣcͨy

  11. нⷩoͦneͤs͛ᴛⷮy

  12. Cͨleͤaͣnliͥneͤs͛s͛


Ram, Sita, Dasharath, Janak are all symbols of virtue and morality. Ram was still exiled in Ramayana though. I think it wouldn’t be so bad being exiled, I might even like it, actually. Something about being ostracized or banished is almost flattering. Maybe that is egotistical of me! I also have a feeling I will be shut out of the kingdom soon anyway. In the kingdom, everything has either a price or dignity. I often wonder what my market price is—. sᴋɪʟʟ, ᴅɪʟɪɢᴇɴᴄᴇ, ᴡɪᴛ, ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴘʀᴏᴍɪsᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴋɪɴᴅɴᴇss: USELESS. Uɴᴘʀᴏғɪᴛᴀʙʟᴇ. If I am worth nothing then surely I must keep my dignity!!!!!!


Who is morally good? Obeyers of Universal law? Does law determine value? If I am law-breaking, does that make me a bad girl? If autonomy makes the grounds of human dignity, then is an autonomous human morally bad? Is rational nature bad? Is government evolved devolution good? I think the intended goal here was compliance. But instead of mass obedience we got mass psychosis, which is a huge fail.

My darkest fantasies withhold the universal laws of nature, naturally. If my duality means that my will can’t be absolutely good because it is absolutely not evil then so be it. Tie me up and burn me at the stake! That will at least feed one of my morally corrupt desires. Politicians would love that, they’re all perverted cowards anyhow! I wonder if any of them fear God.


Highest Archetype of a Morally Good Man: God

An Ordinary God Man Contains: Reverence, Obedience, Conformity of actions to a universal law.

Revolting! Genuine morality is dead. I think man should seek out his desires, feed his impulses and disobey law. That is an extraordinary man. A perfect man would also have good manners and abolish all logic. On an Aristotelian binary, if cowardice and recklessness are both anti-virtue and courage being peak-virtuosity, I think being abnormal is extremely courageous.

My Orders: Indulge in plausible arguments, contradict yourself and others often, and undermine all claims of duty!!!!!!! Live a little!!!

Being morally bad is still morally better than being a sociopath. I am not disclosing whether I am good or bad, because I am neither. I am binate. I am everything and nothing. I don’t know if that is actually true because I also don’t know what is real. I also have grandiose delusions. I do know that I feel very real and very true to myself when I’m on my stoop, door ajar, in nothing but Mary Janes and an oversized men’s button down. I love to smoke half a cigarette and then flick it away like I’m bored—not with the cigarette, but with everything. And it’s true, I am bored. Life has become mundane. A monotonous roulette of laws to abide, people to please, and masters to roll over for. My tongue is out and my tail is wagging, I am salivating at the thought of receiving praise. Now, that isn’t true me nor real me. Isn’t that beautiful?

Sometimes I devise elegant plans to off myself in hopes I will return back to a pure particle state, but then ultimately decide against it. When something ends, I begin again. I am the: Infinite Source. Everyday I get to choose who to be and what to do. He/God/Man/Government could not even begin to fathom the level of beauty I encompass. (speaking of no one in particular)

Oh, I could laugh! Sometimes I will laugh and laugh and then I will start crying. Because nothing is funny but instead it is all very, very real.

 
 
 

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