Classic response.
Who told you I believe in the Greek gods in the way you imagine?
Greek gods, dumbass, were representations of natural forces.
They are not in one location. They are everywhere.
They are not individuals, but representations.
But you are a literal subjective emoter…zero objectivity.
How the low IQ laymen believed in them is the same across all ages and cultures.
Idiots exist across time and space…they are always a majority that must be controlled.
The Pope said so.
Greek gods
Now work in fish and chip shops!
There shall be no gods or representations of natural forces but me!
The problem you have, Zoot, is precedence…and I suspect this is one reason you desperately deny free-will.
Behavioral patterns.
People hear about your past and they immediately know that you are capable of it, or worse.
Good behavior now cannot erase past bad behaviors - patterns, you see.
We are made to perceive and use patterns as predictive means, streamlining our free choices.
Reputation…karma…it follows you, me…everyone.
A cost you did not factor into your spontaneous free-choices, fueled by testosterone and romanticism…
You CHOSE to play with a dangerous animal, as your mentor Nietzsche called them…and now you suffer the wounds.
Ironically he, never did live dangerously…but you CHOSE to do so…compelled by his inspiring words.
And here you are…
What does not kill you may make you stronger…yes, or it may cripple you for life.
He never told you that part, did he? Did he consider it?
Back to the cesspool with you.
The Vatican runs America, dear…that’s what they want you to believe.
The Vatican promotes LGBTQJEWMNOP+ Wokism…the Vatican promotes pornography and Hollywood degeneracy…the Vatican owns America’s legacy media…the Vatican is over-represented in Almost all presidential cabinets…the Vatican is pushing the US into war…the Vatican is slaughtering Palestinians…the Vatican is behind the NGOs promoting open borders and open societies.
The christian Vatican…Judaized Neo-Platonist Europeans - castrated and intellectually circumcised.
They are at the root of it all.
This story, dumbass, goes back to Akhenaten, from where the Jews escaped, carrying all these ideas in their slavish psyches…vying to avenge themselves on those that humbled them. They made an identity from this humbling…and sold it to the world’s desperate, like you.
I would like to order four pieces of Barramundi, Maximum chips and 4 pickled onions. thanks 
Well, i don’t know what to say. It started as a nice, cozy little therapy session, and then the next thing i know, we’re doing metaphysics, and then you’re reminding me that people don’t forgive (even when what they refuse to forgive didn’t happen).
Wtf am i 'sposed to do with this? This isn’t news, pal.
And stop calling me ‘Zoot’. Zoot is dead now!
And i sympathize with your frustration with the invalid. Nothing is more irritating than some forum troll trying to disturb my fantasy of being a noble Spartan soldier/citizen/land owner on a degenrate western sinking ship of anti-hellenistic feminine abrahamic decadence.
Yeah I gotcher fuckin’ fish ‘n chips, lady.
Forgive?
They cannot forget, Zoot.
What you can do is remain true to your new path, and never veer off of it…so that the memory will fade, in their minds, and you can replace it with new memories.
Lower IQ is your target…high IQ tend to remember.
Those who have made forgiveness, salvation, their ideal…like Christians.
Redemption.
They must forgive you so that they may hope to be forgiven.
For simpler minds humans are socially determined, so they will blame your past behavior on your upbringing or bad inferences.
They will have to forget, or dismiss your past…to remain true to their won delusions.
Plenty of morons in the states.
Ha!!!
I am not noble…moron.
You are, as always, governed by your emotions.
You must explain your weakness as cosmic fate.
Your will is unable to resist its physical impulses, therefore, all wills are the same. They have no freedom…no power.
I Zootie, am a nobody…Outis.
Satyr is my mask.
My only interest in you is psychological.
You are a living specimen for me to study.
And you are open about your fuck ups…even if you spin them to cultivate a flattering image.
All drama…and you luv the attention.
Your past is an expression of your free-spirit, no?
You are Nietzsche’s doppelganger. A member of a special group. Chosen, not choosing.
Yet, you have no free-will, you are one the fortunate, determined/chosen to suffer the consequences of your superiority.
A spiritual Jew.
You parasitically manipulate simpler, less fortunate, humans…unless you fail, at which point you rage against the ssytem. Indirectly complaining about your bad fate, your bad luck…god’s will, cosmic determinism, chance, as it has been determined for you.
When not immersed in your emotions, you laugh at the absurdity you’ve fabricated…through your choices. Choices of actions, based on bad judgments calls, and choices in definitions, placing you in a comic cosmology.
Cynicism is how you cope, unwilling to correct yourself. Because…nothing is an error - only others error, never you…and you have no choice but to think so, right?
Natural selection?
Nope…natural determination - ‘creationism’ by any other name.
Let me tell you how we Rimbaudians work. Sometimes, we refuse to do the smart thing and let ourselves go to shit for it so that we can see what happens, where it leads.
Example. I will wait until the bitter end before i go back to a hospital to address this chronic debilitating lower back pain just because, in principle, the health care system is a joke and i want nothing to do with it.
Now, if that pain, say, leads me to having to make money other ways because i can’t work comfortably anymore, i won’t make a career change. Instead, I’ll go broke or make money illegally.
Why. Because, in addition to the health care system being a joke, a fellow who’s back is destroyed by twenty-five years of low-paying hard labor and then hasn’t the money to pay the doctors to fix em… well, that’s now doubly absurd in principle.
The principled Rimbaudian does not make the sacrifices and compromises that others make to avoid a plunge into a life of struggle because he, unlike the others, is not a meager hedonist satisfied with a paltry allowance. What he wants is truth, not comfort, not security. And he will not hestitate to sacrifice himself for that.
And as the many years pass and he accumulates the results of all these ‘refusals to compromise’ along the way, he becomes something of a disheveled mad man, half enamorated by the truths he has discovered and half insane because he had to sacrifice himself to have them.
No. I will not ask for help, for i should not need to. No, i will not find another job, for i should not need to. No, i will not seek legal recourse to expunge my record, for i should not need to. Rather, all of you shall bear witness to my great going down.
Therefore you CHOSE the path that led you exactly where you are.
Unwilling or unable to compromise, you still do so…every fucking day of your life…otherwise you would be back in jail or dead.
Your CHOICES, are freely made…and you can choose otherwise, but you refuse. Huge ego.
YOU are the reason you are where you are, Zoot.
So dramatic…so romantic…spinning his errors into noble acts…
If truth is what you seek, then you freely will it, despite its danger.
But how much can you endure? That has been determined by nature (80%) and nurture (20%).
Does your mother irritate you?
Is it because she reminds you of yourself?
Not all can endure truth, Zootie, especially about themselves. And that’s the truth you just cannot endure…and so all who tried to offer you insight, were idiots, you had to push away.
So I’m… you mean I’m just… goddamit. I’m afraid, man! Afraid to choose! Wtf am I ‘sposed to do? Like am I totally fucked? Will I ever stop blaming everything but myself?
I can’t fuckin’ live like this, man!
What kind of Marxist are you?
A misanthrope, redirecting his self-hatred.
A classic opportunist.
You despise the proletariat…they lack your spirit.
You are so smart, you were not supposed to be sent to jail. You were supposed to outsmart the system…but you didn’t.
Why?
Fate. It wasn’t in the cosmic cards.
Never adjust your overcompensating self-esteem.
Carry on…
Cynicism is what is left to harmonize the contradictions between your self-deceiving intentions and their outcomes.
Oh, i see what’s going on now, Dr. Lactate. This is some sick fetish you have with trying to break people down. Well, goddamit, I’m broken. Happy now? At this very moment, i feel like being a humble house servant muse that serves his forum master unquestionably and has forum posting permissions based on his aristotle virtue ethics ranking and level of obedience to the party. Weird.
I also have the sudden desire to flog myself unmercifully. Even weirder.
“You were supposed to outsmart the system…but you didn’t.
Why?”
This is actually a very fun question. I often wonder what would have happened, how much longer i would have made it, had i not gone back to the area in the neighborhood where the dog team was tracking me and instead got in my van and drove away after successfully making it out of there without being caught.
That is precisely why i didn’t beat the system that night. I had it beat until that night because i was living in complete disregard for it for almost five months, rampaging across three states doing whatever i wanted.
I fuckin walked back to the neighborhood instead. I was high on Adderall and as i remember it, i was just somehow overwrought with excitment, and the night was bright with a big moon and the crickets and frogs in the silence. The faint sound of barking dogs in the distance; i had turned up quite a few sneaking out of there and now a whole fuckin swat team is trudging around through everyone’s back yard looking for me.
I was just drawn back… some kind of curiosity, or a subconscious dare, i dunno.
Welp, the sonsabitches rolled right up on me with the car and jumped the damn curb with it, almost hitting me. I run through the church grass, and they swarm out from everywhere. “Get on the ground, you communist scumbag!”
Just kidding. But they did shout "get on the groooooound!!’ And get on the ground i did, sir.
I expected nothing different.
This is your defense mechanism.
I luv anarchists.
Drama and comedy follows them.
Nothing Promethean about Zoot…Epimethean to the core.
Thank you. And we anarchists luv fascists. Good times, exciting opportunities and adventures follow them.
Who the fuck is epomethocles?
Classic.
I’m a fascist now?
A wannabe noble Spartan…and a fascist.
A Nazi, perchance?
I’ll be anything you like… just never stop the drama.
Epimethius dumbass.
Prometheus’ brother.
Masks all the way down, down…to the gutter.