I don’t have heroes.
Sometimes I get a big head about myself, but then it goes away when I realize that my problems with existence haven’t been fixed.
I’ve spread this throughout multiple messages, but want to compile them into one message.
1.) The goal of life to to give everyone forever, everything they want at the expense of not one single being in existence.
2.) There are three structural problems with existence:
a.) the pleasurable exclusive access problem: meaning, while you’re having a decent time, you’re invariably stomping, shattering and crushing another’s heart
b.) the negative zero sum problem: meaning… for every winner there is more than one loser
c.) consent violation: meaning, “I don’t want this”, maybe we should solve that problem for all beings!!
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Now… there are massive amounts of people who don’t know we live forever, and that behavior, thought and speech has consequences. I can prove that with reason. That’s not really the point though. Lots of people cannot understand a simple argument that if they’re destroyed, they cannot possibly exist right now.
So. I let it go. From my perspective people are not only mentally handicapped, but they use all their energy in trial to avoid worse hell. They trip over their lines, they can’t say things rationally.
This is why I have no heroes.
Had this been spoken by anyone with an audience over the last 10,000 years…
We’d have had the most brilliant minds dedicated to it for 10,000 years. I feel like I’m holding all that weight myself. In a time that should never have existed with this massive level of ignorance.
All your gods are false.
Here’s the kicker. I’m just some dude. I’m not god.
If I had been god; I’d never have withheld this knowledge. Not under any circumstance.
What does any philosopher, poet, world leader, god, angel, demigod, author, extra terrestrial…?
How do they compare to this short message?
The things I actually said, are the easiest things in the world to say.
Who said it? Nobody except me.
When I didn’t know these things, I had no value for my life or others lives. I was suicidal instead of homicidal though…
Now I see value. The value that we were taught wrong creates an understanding.