I'm an Agent of Chaos vortexing Reality under my own gravity
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I'm an Agent of Chaos, vortexing Reality under my own gravity.
Once I look at things enough, and have felt my emotions enough, and have reached some resolution, it becomes much easier for me to look at the situation with detachment.
I created the chaos, now I need to create a new structure from it too. Or someone else has to.
People crave order. They would rather live in a totalitarian state than in an anarchy.
lmao I think I'm just LARPing some of Peterson's ideas.
But for real though, interacting with so many people reinforces in my head that people are just flowing through various streams of incentives criscrossing through the sands of time, and I'm just this pebble on the side trying to vortex the streams.
Incentives are like gravity. Never fight gravity. Become one with the force. Wield it in a direction you like.
Look at reality with detachment. Even when reality means the contents of other people's minds.
If you don't look at people as people but as automatons instead, there is no question of forgiving them. What does it even mean to forgive an automaton?
Do androids dream of electric sheep?
Do the whispers of death echo on your rearview mirror, making them look closer than they actually are?
Death. Death. Death
What is it like to die endlessly and never be born?
Self-replication beats death. All hail Hydra.
Incentives beat self-replication. All hail Moloch.
Self-replicating incentives are the stuff of the Legends and the Gods.
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Detachment is boring. Attachment is curiosity creates truth creates new fractals that ripple through spacetime.
Detachment is the little death that brings total obliteration. Choose to care.
You are not the clown, you are the whole circus.
Panem et circenses. MrBeast circus est.
MrBeast is a agent of the state for creating distraction instead of chaos. Why am I hoping for him to topple a government lmao holy shit.
Okay I got bored of this post. I'm not even sure why I wrote it.
I don't know one reason I can retroactively justify writing stuff like this is that I want to learn write as beautifully as Dean Ball, so this is practice.
Incentives are like Gravity. Never fight Gravity. Self-replicate through space and time.