The Most Frightening Thing In The World

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You know what’s the most frightening thing in the world?

I’ll tell you.

It’s the troubling fact that evil is brought into the world by ordinary people who think they are doing good. That’s terrifying because you can’t fix it. Or learn from it. Historically speaking, it’s our attempt to rid the world of a perceived evil that is in fact how evil is brought into the world.

For instance, take the Holocaust. It wasn’t homicidal maniacs with overwhelming hate in their hearts who murdered the Jews in concentration camps. No, no. Rather, it was the church-going, middle-aged, working-class family men. It was ordinary people like you and me who killed tens of thousands of Jews.

These people weren’t evil on an individual basis. They obeyed laws, prayed, loved & provided for their families. It was out of duty to their Fatherland and this misguided notion of obedience to authority figures that caused them to participate in one of mankind’s most atrocious slaughters.

How frightening is that?

Under the Communist experiment in the Soviet Union during the early part of the 20th century, the ordinary bureaucrats, under the false belief of the “common good”, went farm to farm confiscating properties. Families were driven from their homes and forced into the wilderness in below freezing temperatures with absolutely nothing to their name. Millions of people lost their lives in the process. Millions. The officials, working under the notion of the “common good”, truly believed in the virtue of their actions.

In our time, a good example is the “war on terror.” The United States’ unending mission to rid the world of terrorism is also the root cause of the growth of terrorism. This is why since 9/11 terrorism has grown exponentially in spite of the trillions of dollars and many lives spent to destroy it.

How can this be?

Most of the bombs dropped by the US in the Middle East kill innocent civilians.  In their eyes, they endure a 9/11 type catastrophe every single day.  So as we in the US believe we are right in dropping bombs in the Middle East, terrorists believe, on the other hand, that they are right by killing innocent people in the Western world in the name of retribution.

It’s an unwinnable situation on both sides and senseless deaths on both sides will inevitably continue for years to come.

These examples– and there are much more– showcase the extreme dangers of ideologies and the collectivist mayhem that usually spawns from them.

History has undoubtedly shed light on the perils of dividing ourselves into groups to give expression to our ideals. The danger lies in the fact that when we throw ourselves into group identities or hide behind a flag or a cause, it allows us to shed personal responsibility for our actions. “I was just doing my job” and “it’s the policy” becomes our self-justifying chant we use to defend our reprehensible actions.  And we believe it, truly.

Christopher Browning, in his incredible book on “how a unit of average middle-aged Germans became the cold-blooded murderers of tens of thousands of Jews”, writes:

“I fear that we live in a world in which war and racism are ubiquitous, in which the powers of government mobilization and legitimization are powerful and increasing, in which a sense of personal responsibility is increasingly attenuated by specialization and bureaucratization, and in which the peer group exerts tremendous pressures on behavior and sets moral norms. In such a world, I fear, modern governments that wish to commit mass murder will seldom fail in their efforts for being unable to induce ‘ordinary men’ to become their ‘willing executioners.'”

Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn, a historian, and brilliant writer was thrown into a Russian Gulag prison camp in the mid 40’s for criticizing Stalin in personal letters that he’d written. Fortunately, he lived to write about the wickedness under the Soviet Communist experience and all the vile and debauched things he witnessed in the gulag camps. In his most intense and important book called, The Gulag Archipelago, Solzhenitsyn writes:

“Gradually it was disclosed to me that the line separating good and evil passes not through states, nor between classes, nor between political parties either — but right through every human heart — and through all human hearts. This line shifts. Inside us, it oscillates with the years. And even within hearts overwhelmed by evil, one small bridgehead of good is retained. And even in the best of all hearts, there remains … an un-uprooted small corner of evil.

Since then I have come to understand the truth of all the religions of the world: They struggle with the evil inside a human being (inside every human being). It is impossible to expel evil from the world in its entirety, but it is possible to constrict it within each person.”

So what is the answer to eliminating the amount of evil in the world?

There might not be one. But I think one of the main things we can do to start tilting in that direction is to strengthen the individual and stay away from the poisonous concept of group identity.  Self-development and a sense of self-ownership are, I believe, the first steps in overcoming the collectivist madness we see today.

We must learn to live well, live our own truth, take responsibility for our own actions or lack of actions, and quit cowering away from our own greatness.

Or as today’s unrivaled thinker and teacher, Dr. Jordan Peterson concludes – it’s the integrity of the individual. That’s the answer to the violent animosity that infects humanity. The integrity of the individual. He writes:

“We need to wake up, individual man and woman alike, and we need to do it now. Each of us must take the world on our shoulders, insofar as we are capable of that, and adopt individual responsibility for the horrors and suffering its existence entails. In that we will find the Meaning without which Life is merely the suffering that breeds, first, resentment and then the desire for vengeance and destruction. We need to take responsibility, instead of incessantly insisting on our rights. We need to become adults, instead of aged children. We need to tell the truth. We need justice and compassion, conjoined; not judgment and pity, which crush and devour.”

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In Our Time

lost-in-crowdIn our time, groupthink triumphs.

Individualism is chipped away.  Everything is politicized even our way of thinking.  Intelligent dialogues are hushed or labeled hate speech. Pointing out biological differences between genders will get you fired from the great companies. Diversity is god.

Victimization and oppression are predicaments sought after rather than circumstances to overcome. Higher education is indentured servitude. Consumption exceeds production. The truth is relative, they say.

The people — mostly weak-minded and deprived of basic cognitive skills — have divided themselves into compatible congregations. In debt and greatly medicated, they flock to groups to deflect responsibility for their own lives. They are envious of the strong, full of resentment towards the great producers of society. And name calling and ridicule are hurled at those who refuse to dance within the narrow confines of their conditioned narratives.

It’s a hell of a time, this postmodernist netherworld we live in.

the plague of obedience

The biggest tragedy of the 20th century
wasn’t the World Wars, or Hitlerism, Nazism,
Stalinism or Leninism. Those were just symptoms.
The biggest tragedy was obedience.
Totalitarian regimes can’t exist
if people refuse to seek political solutions
for their problems. Millions wouldn’t
have been slaughtered if soldiers
and police would’ve rejected orders
from their political masters. Obedience,
if you think about it,
is not a virtue at all.
It’s a plague
that has been the root of everything evil
in the last 100 years. What folks didn’t
understand back then, as we don’t today,
is that despotism and power can easily
be crushed if only people refuse
to offer their consent to be governed
by anyone except themselves.
Radical idea, right?

Passion is Sexy

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Passion is sexy as hell. It’s those who’re passionate about something,
anything, everything; those are the ones for me. Lively, intriguing
and untamable. I love people who say profound things, who can have
a philosophical chat while drinking themselves silly; who immerse
themselves entirely in their dreams and refuse to have their soul
killed off by the mundane. This is where it’s at, man. Life is an
experience, not a set of rules or beliefs. Our lives are
the fruits of our own doings, so do the extraordinary.

Do You Really Deserve Anything?

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Too many people in this damn world believe that just because of the mere fact they’re breathing warrants them a good life. In this pharmaceutical induced, self-help therapeutic age we live in, people think they deserve to be happy, that they deserve to be paid well, that they deserve to live a comfortable life. And they think they’re owed all these things without effort. They sit on the couch after a long day at a job they despise, get on Facebook or watch television and cannot figure out why life sucks. They believe they deserve more than this. They did everything they were supposed to do, and still they feel like something is missing. They believe that they deserve more. But they deserve exactly what they have.

Life’s hard, man—for all species. Life is a constant struggle. It takes sweat, blood and an initiative to change your lot in life. It takes guts. It takes effort. It takes a willing to pursue and explore the unknown. Instead of begging the State to up the minimum-wage laws, why don’t you enhance your skill level, learn more, put in the work that’ll boost your value. Rather than complain about how unhappy your relationship is, or how rough life is, decide right now that you’ll no longer live like this. Make the decision right now. If you hate the fact that you’re overweight, get off the damn computer, throw out the TV and get moving. Get under a squat bar and lift. Be accountable for what you put in your mouth. Live with purpose. Set goals, and go get em’. If you don’t have time, overhaul your priorities. Get up earlier, read more, find what you love and commit to it.

You and I don’t deserve any damn thing in this life except the outcomes from the sweat we put into it. Life isn’t about receiving; it’s about going after it. Nothing worth a damn was ever gotten at no cost. It’s the effort put in to achieving whatever it is you set your mind to that puts true value in it. If you’ve been unhappy for the last few years it’s because you enjoy the misery. If you’re broke all the time while squandering all your spare time fucking around, you deserve to be broke. I know people get dealt a shitty hand in this world. I do. The world is mad. But you’re not the only one. Life sucks for most people in the world. It’s dreadful. Dig down deep and find that place of bliss and use it to fertilize your ambition to overcome your circumstances. It’s tough, but it has been done throughout the ages. Do it.

Be the person like those you looked up to as a child. Stay away from the news and reality shows, they kill the mind. Stay clear of those negative people in your life, they’ll drag you into the pits of their misery. And remember something–moderation is bullshit, let your dreams consume you. All the way. What is stopping you?

Fear?

Are you avoiding the vital pain needed for renewal?

Pain is a lot like fear. If you focus too much on it, it devours you. If you try to avoid it, it shackles you to a life of the mundane. It kills any potential for growth and transformation–physically and mentally. Pain, like fear, is the ultimate deathtrap. It’s the mad ones who work through it, through the pain, through the fear, through the insecurity, who thrive and make a notable impact in this world. Be mad always.

Remember, you don’t deserve shit. Not a damn thing. Nobody does. It’s up to us to go get it. You want happiness; shed the things in your life that are making you unhappy. Never be content with an average life. It’s your decision. Find your passion, set fire to it and change your life. You will never truly be alive until you live fully now. Until you make your own decisions and follow a path that is strictly your own, you’ll always be discontent. Don’t worry about society, it’ll always respond negatively to your new quest. Separate yourself from the crowd and focus on what you want. Learn to be fearless. Be skeptical. If the crowd is doing it, break away.

Remember, you don’t deserve anything.

Go get it anyways.

Art and Suicide

“The passion for destruction is also a creative passion.”
— Bakunin

“The road to creativity passes so close to the madhouse and often detours or ends there.”
― Ernest Becker


True artists are a different breed. They don’t live conventional lives or think conventional thoughts. Their art is inseparable from who they are.

Artists like Robin Williams have this unique ability to tap into the deepest caverns of the human condition and reveal it to the world. They live from within, from the center. They are mad– they have to be.

Painters, writers, poets, sculptors, and comedians all are. Williams was brilliant, but his art was dying. When an artist sees this happening and recognizes that their purpose, their creativity, their art, is dwindling, it’s the end. The final act. Some hang on miserably, or end up in mad houses, or cope with drugs & alcohol.

Some, unfortunately like Williams and many more,  grow unbearably weary from the daily rage against the dying of the light within. They fall deep into depression, a depression so dreadful that they choose the ultimate end.  But every man and woman have their reasons for every act they choose to do in life. Even the last.

As the beautifully mad poet Sylvia Plath once wrote prior to her suicide, “Dying / Is an art, like everything else.” And the great novelist Carson McCullers, “How can the dead be truly dead when they still live in the souls of those who are left behind?”

With all the outrage and criticisms of Williams’ suicide hurled from simpletons who lack the basic understanding of the complexity of the human being, I’m reminded of a short poem by Charles Bukowski:

Cause and Effect

the best often die by their own hand
just to get away,
and those left behind
can never quite understand
why anybody
would ever want to
get away
from
them

RIP Robin Williams

The Parasite

You supply me the needs for my existence.

I feed off of you. I take a great portion of the fruits of your labor. And you remain silent while I do this. I force you to comply with all my demands and laws, and you think you’re a good citizen for obeying. I restrict and regulate the interactions you have with your fellow countrymen and you think that I’m protecting you. I have a monopoly over the currency you earn, and I devalue it year after year to benefit me. At the expense of you. I control the curriculum that your kids learn from. I teach children a version of history that makes them crave me in the future. I have their minds in the palm of my hand from the day you surrender them to me. I get to decide if what I’m doing is lawful or not. And you buy it. I trick your sons and daughters into joining my ranks to fight my wars which inflate my power. And when I fight these beneficial wars, I restrict your freedom at home. And you don’t mind. You defend me still. Your kids pledge to me in classrooms every morning. You sing hymns to me before sporting events. You love and worship me. You look to me to solve all your hardships. And sometimes I do, because I know I’ll have you for life. I give your hard-earned money to people who don’t work, because they help keep me in power. I give your money to powerful corporations who I work with to keep you highly misinformed. You can’t even begin to imagine a world without me. I control your mind and your heart.  And that little minority out there who knows all this, I will attempt to destroy. But I don’t have to, because you’ll do it for me. You will defend me until your dying day. I’m your master and you’re my willing slave. And you believe yourself noble for this. The funny thing is, you think that you’re free. And you brag about this freedom that you think you have. It’s amusing. But in all truth, without you, I couldn’t exist.

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