I'm actually seirously bothered now that someone who has put the serious time and effort into exploration of existence, meaning, philosophy, magic, spirituality, understanding and development that Karen has can get "lectured" by some fucking idiots who haven't learned anything new in the ENTIRE time i've spent on the fediverse alongside them.
This really does confirm exactly what I've been thinking for a while: That most people are just flat incapable of coming up with their own ideas or of doing any meaningful self-exploration. All they do is fill the gnawing sense that they don't understand the world around them with book-knowledge, but because they haven't even done enough of the basics to identify which book-knowledge is worth essking, they read a load of fucking trash (usually from the absolute most basic bitch nihilist-friendly vaguely-"left" philosophers, the kind of people who could only do their "work" because they ignored the revelations of the real philosophical giants) and call it a fucking day.
What a WASTE of human LIFE.
IF YOU AREN'T DEFINING YOURSELF, IF YOU AREN'T PROVING YOUR EXISTENCE TO YOURSELF, IF YOU AREN'T LIVING IN THE MOMENT EVEN AS YOU PLAN AHEAD WITH SLY EYES, IF YOU AREN'T BASKING IN THE BEAUTY OF SUNLIGHT OR THE WARMTH OF AN ENEMY'S MURDER, WHAT ARE YOU DOING? WHY ARE YOU EVEN ALIVE?
WHY ARE YOU HERE CLOGGING UP MY PLANET, CONSUMING MY RESOURCES, BREATHING MY AIR?
KILL YOURSELF. GET OFF MY MORTAL COIL. YOU FUCKING WASTE OF SPACE.
What is the POINT of you if you're not DOING SOMETHING, if you're not MAKING SOME MARK, if you're not THINKING. If your BRAIN isn't on, if the ONLY WAY YOU CAN GET THROUGH YOUR LIFE IS TO DEADEN YOURSELF LIKE A STOIC COWARD
WHY
ARE
YOU
ALIVE?