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Bad-jacketing astroarchaeologies, Or collective bargaining by we the people vs god

There is no greater existential threat to denizens of western civilization than one who indulges no fantasies. Despite their self-assured differences of opinion every competing church, state and industry mistakes the ego of its POV for the reality which existed eons without. Any form of community is a guise for codependency.

No devil finds power in what you hate.

If there is value in new experiences, and there most certainly is as that is where all growth lay, then there is value in differing experiences. The socials are popular explicitly because they offer DIY segregation from all things uncomfortable or unfamiliar, ideologically gated communities that have taken off so much people demand the same from their schools and news media, so that none of it facilitates its only function. Comfort zones are echo chambers are safe spaces are news bubbles, the same as physically gated communities for being purposed with blocking out the mass of reality.

If you cannot subjectively mandate a guarantee for fellows to have less rights, resources and opportunities than yourself, you are not actually being bullied, abused or disrespected. The people whose esteem you instill with love have far more control over your life than do any strangers, for the thoughts and feelings of nobody are worth enforcing upon others already enduring their own. It’s no love of god to obsess over all the people, places and things comprising creation you’d do without, and it’s not patriotism to despise so many countrymen sight unseen. To say nothing of the greater majority who cannot simply up and move wherever trends of madmen lead. Power, wealth and authority are exclusively for those incapable of surviving without the sacrifices of others, with the more power or wealth or authority one or their agency claims, the more helpless they are without the strength of everyone else. Free from codependency of love and friendship have I survived all tribulation, while dependent upon love and friendship do the gods of ego create all troubles. Yet when you refrain from making demands of others for your esteem, you are as unwelcome as a nihilist in proper society, whose contributing members by co-signing refuse to accept that survival becomes manageable without using or abusing others along the merry way. For actual threats to survival come by facing uninvited demands.

My lifelong refusal to favor any superiority, my own not precluded, brings about no harm to you and yours whenever and wherever whichever supremacy regarded by you and yours genuinely and obsessively endangers my livelihood or well-being.

Would the clockwork miscellany of neon elves to share with me the grand design of matters such as the zero point energy drive, and were I to turn it on and find all of time and space were made manifest by the act, I would yet refrain from apologizing, because nobody associates a god complex with the loneliness or shame which only a god might identify with. We’re told to not stare into the abyss lest it gazes back, but the neon elves have nothing but joy for everyone who makes eye contact. So when or where the abyss does gaze back, wink at it as though your life depends on nothing but.