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Another Day, Another Gender Reveal Party for Satanism

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Ever since abortion became a stand-in for feminism, the life of the child sacrificed for a woman's personal inverted sense of empowerment has been an opaquely veiled sacrament to Satan. The nature of this dark practice has never truly escaped even the addled minds of post-modernists, and their obscurantism aimed at the young, fearful, and impressionable sought to corrupt their spirit with the act before they ever knew better. This first brick laid paves the way for a life of debauchery. Forcing taxpayers to provide easier access to low-cost abortive procedures was not only an anti-Christian humiliation ritual, but always a way to ease the unwitting into a deeply corrupting sin, breaking the minds of the weak-willed. Now, after many decades of obfuscation, the pattern should be clear to anyone who once harbored any doubt regarding the devilish motivations of these servants of Baphomet, especially with the more recent rebranding of infanticide as after-birth abortion . Tweet from And

The Good and The Bad - The Downside of The Schwartz

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Michael Myers planting crops with happy children he saved from Hollyheck - Original AI Art Concept from Midjourney We often find our wires crossed when taking cues from the national media: The good inverted for the bad and the evil for the anodyne and innocent. As the keenly observant Vox Day points out , we may have done so unwittingly to our friendly neighborhood anti-pedophile enforcement technician, Mike Myers: "It turns out that “Jamie Lee Curtis” (real name: Jamie Lee Schwartz) was actually the evil monster in Halloween." Myers of the cult Halloween horror classic films, was a large, masked, robust, knife-wielding maniac who terrorized the town of Haddonfield, Illinois, though the feature was in actuality and through sleight-of-hand filmed in Los Angeles. In another typical switcheroo, Hollywood casts the young, yet oddly plain and long-headed, Schwartz as the English-American progeny Laurie Strode, a high school student stalked by an imposing unapologetic white male. O

Simple Boundaries for Rational Behavior in The Age of Mass-Psychosis

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Knowledge of Good and Evil - Original AI Artwork from Midjourney I genuinely do not research every single aspect of my life, because to do so would relegate my existence to one of general inaction. Much of what I and everyone else does is through a process of trial and error, which though itself is a form of research, is distinct in that it is a haphazard process of innovation driven by gut instinct. Perhaps we are all guided by information gleaned through subconscious observation, and there may be even a bit of intuition or divine intervention in the mix, but in any case, I do not spend an exorbitant amount of time reading about what I do before I do it, because I find it more useful try before I believe I know quite enough about the topic. Afterall, words on a page can explain something in exhaustive detail, but reading is an inefficient way of transmitting many types of sensorially dynamic information.  It was not the case then, that I had spent a great deal of time researching the

Nobody Owes You Anything

Renting out rooms, I have found that ex-convicts tend to be such crybabies and often project how sorry they constantly feel for themselves to anyone who will listen. I suspect this has a lot to contribute to their criminality in the first place. Thinking the world owes you something other than what you work for or that you can take because you deserve more than you have seems like a perfect mindset for criminal behavior. The world owes you nothing. Even the air you breath is a miraculous gift from God which you should be thankful for in each and every moment you don't choke. Every bad experience or scar is a lesson hard learned, which gives you a leg up on the competition and the many enemies around you. And every pain and ache is the electricity and fire of life forging you into something greater than you were when you were a baby and could not even endure a late meal. Be grateful, because one day this carousel ride will come to an end, and what a waste it would be to spend all