Parodites: Then you’re turning your back on thousands upon thousands of years of your ancestors struggling, suffering, and dying, leading up to your own parents, and all of it staked only to push your genotype forward into the future, whose line of descent you are cutting by refusing to progenate. Think of all those people: 500,000 years of struggle, how many millions of lives, just to get your genes here, and you’re blithely throwing all of that effort, suffering, triumph, war, and death into the trashcan with your used up condom (or kleenex) because you don’t want the financial or time-burden of a child to eat into your gaming schedule or whatever TF else you do with your free time that you think is so important. As Plato said, the only people with the right to not reproduce are philosophers, who produce epic works of intellect that transmutes their genotype into ideas that will survive the ages and do honor to their ancestors and bloodline in the place of their physical offspring, as the immortal, divine offspring of the mind. You’re probably not one of those.
Some dummy girl on Youtube: if the only reason you’re having kids is to “continue the bloodline” or to “have a legacy,” you shouldn’t be having kids.
Parodites: Is “have a legacy” what I said? Are you incapable of depth? I said: honor the 500,000 years of struggle, of unimaginable pain and triumph, that brought you here, and fulfill the aim of all life, which is to recreate and perpetuate itself, to persevere in the face of annihilation and the unfeeling cosmos, in the face of a Universe which has, pitilessly, tried to sterilize the planet ever since the first bacteria emerged from the primordial soup billions of years ago and staked its advance upon the still half-molten Earth. That’s what I said. To bear a child in whose eyes your own parents, your own mother and father, can feel their first joy in having created you, their child and heart’s pride, one more time before they die; in the face of a child of your own making; to allow your mother to remember that she, too, is a mother. To participate in the very force of Nature that brought you here, which rent the void and yanked your soul out of non-existence. To contribute another mind to the great task of which we are all a part, human civilization. I see that you’re female, so everything I just said is (if however deeply buried underneath modernity’s sullen confusion about life, sexuality, etc. and the hyper-individualist ambitions bred into us by the Capitalist machine, which has taught us to withdraw into ourselves and build these empty lives with the same unflinching industry as the factory-lines churn out cars) instilled in your unconscious mind by Nature,- you know, that from which modern, technologically accelerated society has urged us to turn away from and ignore. If you choose to ignore what I have said here concerning the deep pathos underlying human sexuality, which is an expression of life itself and its primordial fury against the consuming tides of non-existence,- the most powerful, creative and destructive force imaginable,- then what you have done is turned that force, sexuality, the sexual drive, into what is, essentially, your personal toy,- a plaything, something to serve no greater purpose than your own temporary emotional fulfillment, or even less, a mere amusement, no more meaningful than is the pleasure of a nice meal, or more flagrantly confessed- a good bowel movement. Well, Nature will not allow herself to be mocked, or toyed with in this way. She strikes back at us for our impiety. At a personal level, she does this by torturing our subconscious and breeding mental illness, issues with self-image, depression, deep unfulfillment, a sense of emptiness, etc. But beyond the personal level, when a culture does this with sex,- when a culture reinforces this attitude toward sex and reproduction, Nature even more fiercely rebels, and this destroys entire peoples: hence the fall of Rome, and every other civilization that has entered a period of decadence. Sex cannot be used as a mere toy in this way, or as a means toward your own personal emotional gratification, or as an amusement: so then it must be acknowledged for what it is, one of the most powerful, one of the most creative and destructive forces in the universe, and an expression of life’s furious march against the tide of non-existence. That force can either be discharged in progeny, or it can be sublimated, and transformed into progeny of a different kind, namely a philosophy, as Plato relates in his Symposium and conceptualization of Eros.