We exist in spite of Church, State and Industry and we survive in spite of Church, State and Industry. Protocols for continuity of government are a blunt guarantee that said government is not in fact of the people, by the people or for the people, but a ruling cell of self-perpetuation definitively both willing and eager to endure without the plundered peoples responsible for its own existence and survival. To the contrary neither justice or liberty has anything to do with cutting short the lives or livelihoods of others, certainly not from the perspectives of the condemned. The diminished life is only permissible when called for by whichever fleeting figurehead of Church or State or Industry, eternally unobserved in the subsets thereof you yourself are rooting for. Flattery has indeed led us nowhere, nowhere good.
I see violence as the only universal language, and miserably the only language understood by far too many persons the world over. But I insist that lethal force, lethal ambition, is giving up on solving whatever problems, so that its proponents by definition do not want more potentials for friends or lovers, more workers to choose from, more customers to appeal to. In economics the opposite of diversity is monopoly, and in genetics the opposite of diversity is inbreeding, so that all those willing and eager to lessen the life of others actively refuse to abide by diversity in economics or in genetics, only a sycophantic stifling to force everybody else down to their imperfect, limited level of inbred monopolism, no matter if coming from fleeting orthodoxies of Church or State or Industry, or the asshole up the street.
Ah, but I also believe that the only life which any of us must be permitted to snuff is our own, and the fact of even the attempt being a felony amounts to us not technically owning ourselves in the eyes of the law. Life is complete rubbish on a good day, but it’s always about the potential it might hold should circumstances magically reverse course. We can certainly know firsthand the lack of our own potential, but it is arrogance to make that decision on behalf of others. We can lift each other up, but we cannot box one another in. Be sad if you will over their departure, but anger is only a sign of possessiveness, where you do not own them. Declaring the act of suicide as illegal or a sin is declaration of ownership over their livelihood alongside the abject unwillingness to carry their burdens, or even to ease their burdens. There can be no value judgements on the potential or the finality of others as that is exertion of ego, but we must be allowed to call it a day when we each have our own burdens to carry. I feel we must be granted authority over ourselves for good or ill, nobody else permitted the blame or the credit where due. But it’s the flip-side which is socially and legally permissible, when no virtue prompts anyone becoming the centerpiece for the attention of others, and no virtue which prompts pursuit of authority over the life of others. Meaning by my standards there is no such thing as a “good” celebrity, politician, soldier or law enforcement officer. All of that ego-centrism is known for coming from what the Christians called the deadly vices, when morality and ethics predate organized attempts at their weaponization, even while this society openly and obsessively brands the most self-serving as heroes and the most self-sacrificing as outcasts. And always in keeping with the biases, fetishes and whims of Church, State and Industry with each establishment pathos fundamentally bent toward the fictitious necessity of disparaging whichever lifetimes unable or unwilling to coalesce in full appreciation of said biases, fetishes and whims.
I am the first to admit that I am a horrible person by the popular standards of this society, for my crimes of refusing to share credit and for my sins of refusing to share blame. Although as Wilde alluded, only those laid in the gutters can truly see the stars above, encompassing the bigger picture. I stay in the states only because the greatest evils are born and bred here, and I stay alive only because others have no choice left but to depend on me. All very much to the contrary of what I feel I may want or need. Because the universe is bigger than me, bigger than what I may want or need. Responding to the wants of preferred branding subsets to the whole proves problematic for others, such as how enabling selfish persons to exist beyond their means amounts to that much less for those denied any resources to survive on whatsoever. Responding to the needs of individuals proves beneficial for others, as they might then be empowered that much more to contribute to the greater whole, as opposed to benefiting some at the expense of everything off-brand. Not only do I exist and survive despite Church, State and Industry, but I exist and survive by exhaustively compensating for their shortcomings, their failures and fallacies; not for the wants of those I like whether they may reward me or not, but for the needs of strangers, of persons incapable of reciprocation and persons I dislike, because the bigger picture encompasses all of them as well not one iota less. Jesus surrounded himself altogether with sycophantic liars, whores and thieves, but I’m only ever interested in actually helping the people around me rather than prompting them to write psalms on my behalf. 5 years after I’m gone nobody will remember me and I am fine with that. There are no worse fates than to endure without the plundered peoples responsible for my existence or my survival, as masturbation loses its appeal invariably.
Philip Eil somehow sold an article of sound realization concerning how we socially view this world around us, presenting well the abrupt fact of competing fancies dictating on behalf of our senses and experiences, when our own senses and experiences are limited by design from efforts of paid media and school systems alike. If information is vital to our well-being then it must be conveyed openly and without charge. If they do it for the pay, then their purpose is not ultimately to inform but to make money, making them not journalists or teachers but Capitalists, in which case money dictates our senses and experiences on their behalf. My uncle Joe was a cool professor of philosophy by the standards of most, but at day’s end he is another self-placating hypocrite, distancing himself for my being unable or unwilling to coalesce in full appreciation of his own biases, fetishes and whims; an unfortunate truth and an uncomfortable truth, but it is a truth nonetheless. Understanding the world has always meant more to me than advancing my profile, as genuine understanding comes only by way of firsthand experiences and sensory perception, and not what most pleases our comfort, which endlessly amounts to disavowing the firsthand experiences and sensory perceptions of others simply for being unflattering.
Foundational cornerstones of churches and states and industries are built on fantasy, no matter the marketed desirability of subsets, while only truth exists and survives regardless of anybody feeling better about themselves for it, holding as it does no prerequisites for exceptions to its own rules. Wishing that civil and basic human rights be observed for all, by all, is a lot less Satanic than feeding any particular ego, anywhere. And this might only be possible by observing that you exist and survive despite Church, State and Industry. Indulging even merest aspects to any of it is detrimental to somebody’s life elsewhere as well as your own undoing, as who might cook and clean for the most esteemed figureheads of societal fallout bunkers after we the people are burnt ash? So why grant them the time or space? Don’t just say you are anti-Capitalist, treating contrived bullshit like cyber-Monday as something other than a day where people offline are needlessly suffering, allow your actions to make that declaration on your behalf.
Oppose all of it, and violently so.