I kind of started on the left. Far left = freedom loving pacifists, far right = fascist, tight-fisted warmongering assholes.
You know the cliches.
It took a while after leaving religion behind to understand that religion wasn't the only dogma I bought into. Oh don't get me wrong, the right are still assholes but it turned out the left were too. And I saw it all for what it was and understood it under the same framework a religion worked under; a tribal power game. "Your group believes this, therefore you shall believe this."
And then I understood. Its not god we worship. Not money. Not ideology. Not prince or pauper, king or country. Its power.
We worship power and as human beings we possess a primal drive to use any simple or elaborate tool either real or imagined in the vain hope that we will at some point be its vessel. That it will flow through us making our will tangible for even the briefest of moments before we self-destruct.
A spent object previously at the height of motion, discarded having reached its full potential in service of... whatever. The details don't matter.
Only that you existed and were known to exist before you didn't. Set alight like an effigy in tribute to fuck knows what.
That is the purpose of life, to burn so bright that when you turn to ash you go from your very best to oblivion in a single instant.
That drive, that terrible nonsensical drive to transcend it all. That is what its all about...
So yeah, I'm pretty a-political.
You know the cliches.
It took a while after leaving religion behind to understand that religion wasn't the only dogma I bought into. Oh don't get me wrong, the right are still assholes but it turned out the left were too. And I saw it all for what it was and understood it under the same framework a religion worked under; a tribal power game. "Your group believes this, therefore you shall believe this."
And then I understood. Its not god we worship. Not money. Not ideology. Not prince or pauper, king or country. Its power.
We worship power and as human beings we possess a primal drive to use any simple or elaborate tool either real or imagined in the vain hope that we will at some point be its vessel. That it will flow through us making our will tangible for even the briefest of moments before we self-destruct.
A spent object previously at the height of motion, discarded having reached its full potential in service of... whatever. The details don't matter.
Only that you existed and were known to exist before you didn't. Set alight like an effigy in tribute to fuck knows what.
That is the purpose of life, to burn so bright that when you turn to ash you go from your very best to oblivion in a single instant.
That drive, that terrible nonsensical drive to transcend it all. That is what its all about...
So yeah, I'm pretty a-political.
"That is not dead which can eternal lie and with strange aeons even death may die."
- Abdul Alhazred.
- Abdul Alhazred.


