Every year I change. Nothing is ever set in stone for me. Everything is open-ended for me. I have never been one to believe the mainstream narrative, nor have I ever tried to force my own ideologies down the throats of others. Facts should be presented and everybody should be free to make up their own mind. I have always sought to find truths, my ego is small enough to admit when I am wrong and I am always ready for change because life is a process of refinement where we should strive for self-improvement, growth and deeper understanding. Being open-minded and being ready to explore the “other side” in pursuit of truth has helped me tremendously. This helps me internally reflect on how I see the world. It insights inquisitiveness, critical thinking and provides me with a better opportunity to better evaluate myself. Ten years ago, if you had told me that I would become an irreligious centre-right conservative anarchist with a great passion for the paranormal and conspiracy culture I would have laughed hard in your face and told you that you must be mad… but it happened. Continue reading “Unpopular Opinions”
Despite being female I really hate women. I have somewhat been subconsciously aware of my internal hatred of women but I have always been in denial about it. Unfortunately for me, most of the women destined to be part of my life, be it blood relatives or acquaintances have been the epitome of evil.
It all started with my aunts. My father was doing well financially and my mother married him (it was an arranged marriage). My father is a simple, well-intentioned, responsible, caring man who loved the females in his family a lot to the extent he forgave them for continuously screwing him over, manipulating him and using him as nothing but a cash cow. Continue reading “Why I’m a Misogynist”
The subject of social class has always made me uncomfortable, particularly because no matter where you go in life you can never escape how others judge you. Throughout my life, I have navigated between upper and lower middle classes and my encounters and experiences with people have only led me to question classism, classlessness and its relevance. While I wholeheartedly oppose communism and cultural Marxism I find myself sceptical of social class altogether for a few reasons:
I have always detested social climbers because within these people you can easily detect strong vibes of desperation, an irrational fear of rejection, exploitation of others and an overall lack of authenticity. Anybody who has any sense of pride, self-respect and self-worth knows that how others perceive them or whether they are liked or disliked does not define their value.
According to research, published in the Journal of Statistical Physics, eloquently entitled “The Social Climbing Game.” Determines that “all individuals are ‘social climbers’. The fact that society is in an egalitarian or hierarchical phase does not depend, therefore, on the number of individuals aiming at social climbing, but rather on the importance that individuals of that society ascribe to social prestige.” Continue reading “My Thoughts on Social Class”
From as far back as my early childhood, I have always been asocial and hated the world I live in for six main reasons the majority of which revolve around the qualities (or lack thereof) in my fellow human beings. Here is my list in no particular order of why I am a misanthrope:
The majority of human beings are power hungry, never have I encountered so many people obsessed with a self-appointed right to govern and exercise authority over others as if it is biologically ingrained in them to intervene in almost every aspect imaginable of the lives of others. Megalomania is a compulsive, life sucking, a soul-draining psychopathic trait that thrives on enslaving others rather than encouraging them to be autonomous and self-empowered which is how humankind should be. Megalomania divides humankind into two main factions, the governors (or delusional people who believe they are in power, but in actual fact, they are ruled over by higher puppet masters) and the governed (who are forced to answer obey and answer to somebody else other than their own inner guidance system). Megalomania creates an imbalanced, unhealthy and easily corruptible power struggle between people which breeds unnecessary fear, insecurity, and lack of empathy to feed a superiority complex. Continue reading “In Defence of Misanthropy”
Most of my life, I mislabelled myself as antisocial. I am asocial. I always have been. As long as I live in this world, I think I will always have to be. Throughout my life, I always dreaded being in social situations, I absolutely hated going to school, I hated when my parents dragged me to go to people’s houses, I also hate going to functions, sales, events and pretty much anywhere crowded. I recently cut off most of my friends and I no longer speak to anybody with the exception of my parents, brother, cousin, one long-time close online friend and another friend who I blandly reply to via text only because if I ignored her texts I know she would be upset. Right after I lost my job in late July, I blocked most numbers and email addresses from my phone and email and I made the decision to cut off everybody out of my life. It’s not the first time in my life I have done anything like this, but I felt compelled to do it simply because I could no longer tolerate the majority of people.
When I was a kid, I absolutely hated going to people’s houses because my folks’ social circle always liked to ask me questions like what I wanted to be when I grew up, what my favourite subjects in school were and who my friends were. The truth was, I had no idea what I wanted to be when I grew up, I dreaded school but only gave it a go for my social approval from my parents and I had no friends. Continue reading “I’m Asocial”
2016 has been one of the worst years I have seen in a while… Two people I knew committed suicide, I had a car accident (which resulted in my car been written off and a near death experience for me), we had a shooting in one of the local suburbs in my city, a lady in my city committed suicide on a train track… I had several falling outs with some colleagues, I found out 90% of my blood relatives have been stabbing me in the back (despite the fact I haven’t even met any of them ever in my life) and one of my coworkers I’m close (and occasionally had problems with) was recently diagnosed with cancer.
I have been experiencing hypomanic symptoms for the last couple of weeks… I haven’t had a proper sleep in a few weeks, my mother had surgery on her finger two weeks ago (and I’ve been doing the kitchen/housework), I have been experiencing irritability, anxiety, depression, some mania symptoms and I have also been overworking myself and I quit smoking six weeks ago. In the mornings I feel nauseated, yucky, sensitive… and even getting a new car hasn’t really made me as happy as I should be. Continue reading “Hypomanic Rollercoaster Ride”
I feel sad. So… I have this friend… He’s a middle-aged European man. We have quite a lot in common. I sent him an email earlier this week and got no reply which is very unlike him. Then I noticed his social media accounts were deleted… So I decided to try calling both his cellphone and home number… The numbers ring and then get disconnected. I sent him a text message and he hasn’t seen it. It makes me wonder what happened? Was it suicide? Or did his cancer come back and he decided to get euthanised? Nobody has asked where he is on social media, which makes me wonder, am I the only who cares? Continue reading “Never Take People For Granted”