The inability to enjoy loneliness leads to the desire to communicate with idiots.

Or is it

The inability to enjoy communication with idiots leads to a desire for loneliness.

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The feeling of loneliness derives from the (false) perception that experience is “my” experience. Without the identification with the feeling of “me” as a basis it is impossible to feel lonely, even though there is awareness of the fact that your experience is indeed unique. Your personality is not yours and it is not you, it is just another element of experience.

On the other hand, it is possible to perceive the being of others as an extension of your perception of your own being. It is like a isomorphic relation between elements of two spaces.

Everyone derives their value from stuff like social media and their status within a group and not on their own achievements (or lack thereof, in some strange cases). I’m not some hyper-individualistic person that hates the concept of community, there is value in community but I’ve noticed that people tend to derive value from being in a group more than actually being a human being and having this one life to do what they truly need to do to make the world a better place and make themselves truly happy along the way (looking at it from an idealistic point of view, of course).

I believe in certain aspects of social etiquette and in natural law but I also believe that there is an over-abundance of vestigial social norms that have caused more harm than good by our continual insistence on them to climb up the social ladder, like the seniority system in Japan and the American way of trusting the government thinking they have their best interests in mind (especially nowadays). I think people need to be a bit more flexible in their thoughts on these matters. We live in an ever-changing world, let’s not pretend that society is a constant that will remain static and will give us any real input.

It is my belief that the Age of Discovery and Colonization was the worst mistake in human history. In a perfect world, walls dividing each civilization from each other would have been erected and everyone would have proceeded on their independent path, forever.

Instead, every civilization was destroyed. Every last one. Native American and Australian Aboriginal civilizations were practically erased from the Earth. East Asian civilization destroyed itself in reaction to Western philosophical ideas like Marxism and imperialism. African civilizations were strangled and the continent became a ruin, with much of it remaining in that state today. Indian civilization was looted and rebuilt in a Western image. Much of Africa and the Americas faced the same fate.

And this Western civilization was similarly destroyed. Look at the rich tapestry that was Europe in 1491. Look at the smoldering remains of a culture which exists there now. Everything is in ruins. It is a culture which was used as the embryo for capitalism, the parasite which destroyed it and through it, Asia and Africa and the Americas.

The question we must ask now is: How can we rebuild what was lost? How will we turn back the time?

Every person ends up being a sell-out midwit in the end, nobody is actually committed to anything in this dying world. Commitment doesn’t exist as a modality anymore, we have regressed to an animal existence. The most “extreme” and “ascetic” people are just in it for the self-image, a form of narcissistic self-consumption and self-idolatry only superficially predicated on a rejection of bourgeois consumption and idolatry. Everybody sucks, everybody settles. This is the Age of Cattle (or the Age of Corporations) and it will be succeeded by an Age of Cockroaches. All the battles are lost (or at least seem that way).

You could draw a chemical diagram of the compositional and combinatorial possibilities of the entire age on a single piece of paper, and mathematically prove the impossibility of change. The mass is a dispersed gas of single atoms. Anything pressurised enough to be interesting, under local and anomalous conditions bound to disperse eventually in turn, is ipso facto too isolated to be interesting. Isolation leads to rarification, idiosyncrasy, an effective atomism, mirroring the atomism of the mass. There is no way to act upon the mass, and no point in joining with the localised blobs of merely fitful energy, welling up into little pointless sparks and fizzling out again.

The truth is that you are continuously trying to scrape for further depth in a filament. Your experience of reality is the reflection of the sun on the crest of a wave. There are many waves just like yours. The only special glimmering part of the wave is a reflection with no substance.

Every time you try to dig deeper into the ’light’ you just hit cold water in all directions. You can’t dig deeper, you can only enjoy the surface like all the others. The fact that you want to experience something more simply means you are greedy or malignant in some way. Everyone else is content with things the way they are but you believe there is more to it than that. You are at the cusp or over the threshold of evolutionary-viable intelligence. Either you get with the program or die alone. Hopefully along the way, should you have children, you will be so traumatised by your experience as an ‘outsider intellectual’ that you will raise the most submissive and obedient children of their generation.