I'm reading Woke Tyranny and the Real Threat to Democracy, by Jon Tarr. Tarr outlines how the woke movement is top down starting in think tanks and filter down through the university and colleges to change western culture.
This article is right on the money. During the lock down I took advantage of the down time working on my art, reading and looking for the mind control keeping the public in a state of fear and lying about the origins of the disease and ecohealth, effectiveness of the vaccines while downplaying how people were injured by them along with the money being made by Maderna and Phizer without having to worry about being sued due a national emergency being declared.
This essay was definitely a rallying cry for Satanic realists, a proclamation that the world might finally snap out of its infantile, entitled stupor. It anticipated a rebirth through fire, a forging of character in the crucible of suffering. But like many hopeful predictions made in the thick of trauma, it underestimated the herd’s talent for regression.
Instead of a Satanic silver lining, we got a circus of soft minds trying to cosplay resilience.
Still, does that mean this essay was worthless? Not at all. For me, Its value lies in its Satanic clarity, its refusal to coddle weakness and its demand for evolution. It laid out what could have happened if people had backbone.
But they didn’t.
And that’s why Satanists, for the most part, still stand apart. We didn’t need a pandemic to teach us discipline, independence, or appreciation for life’s fleeting pleasures. We didn’t need societal collapse to recognize the absurdity of herd values. We were already socially distanced, philosophically and psychologically, from the circus.
So, Magister Dr. Johnson, You weren’t wrong in spirit, just overly optimistic about the species.
The pity party isn’t over.
It got a ring light, a Patreon, and a mental health awareness week.
I'm reading Woke Tyranny and the Real Threat to Democracy, by Jon Tarr. Tarr outlines how the woke movement is top down starting in think tanks and filter down through the university and colleges to change western culture.
This article is right on the money. During the lock down I took advantage of the down time working on my art, reading and looking for the mind control keeping the public in a state of fear and lying about the origins of the disease and ecohealth, effectiveness of the vaccines while downplaying how people were injured by them along with the money being made by Maderna and Phizer without having to worry about being sued due a national emergency being declared.
This essay was definitely a rallying cry for Satanic realists, a proclamation that the world might finally snap out of its infantile, entitled stupor. It anticipated a rebirth through fire, a forging of character in the crucible of suffering. But like many hopeful predictions made in the thick of trauma, it underestimated the herd’s talent for regression.
Instead of a Satanic silver lining, we got a circus of soft minds trying to cosplay resilience.
Still, does that mean this essay was worthless? Not at all. For me, Its value lies in its Satanic clarity, its refusal to coddle weakness and its demand for evolution. It laid out what could have happened if people had backbone.
But they didn’t.
And that’s why Satanists, for the most part, still stand apart. We didn’t need a pandemic to teach us discipline, independence, or appreciation for life’s fleeting pleasures. We didn’t need societal collapse to recognize the absurdity of herd values. We were already socially distanced, philosophically and psychologically, from the circus.
So, Magister Dr. Johnson, You weren’t wrong in spirit, just overly optimistic about the species.
The pity party isn’t over.
It got a ring light, a Patreon, and a mental health awareness week.
Hail Satan.
-Lorcan Black