Years ago i recognized that society was decaying not because of this or that macro policy trend or fucking tavistock sorcerer or pharmaceutical necromancer, but bc the men around me were inert dogshit.
For years I've tried to invigorate them as i have been invigorated, introduced culture of bouts and contest and rite; very low energy, very little enthusiasm. There is a mechanism in American men that is profoundly broken, and another that is hyperactive. The impulse to resist and affirm is just turned off while the awareness of any thought or act's potential to develop into a heresy is well attuned and dominates the decision making and personality.
I tried drowning the county in acid in mushrooms, i tried fight clubs and mosh pits and social ritual and festival, worker groups of various physical contests; still quite disappointing.
I think the flesh of some people is dead. Their bodies don't have 'it'. It makes me profoundly sad, because we're supposed to be one people.
When the people dance to their deaths, what can you do?
Have you found community at all?
Funny you put it that way bc i was 32 (now 40) when i felt and realized myself as 3 dimensional w a center. Prior to that my whole experience of life was idolatrous concept model ego identification and 2d planar mirror reflections.
Obviously no community for that.
Online there is a community. That's all I know at this point. I'm coming to an awareness of a higher dimensional reality, but it's only as real as I experience it.
Your awareness is everything. I was stuck in 2D like you, but I'm moving on. At this point if the person doesn't get it, I don't know if they ever will. Consciousness wants to move on, you know?
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