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Through a combination of nihilism, materialism, and gnosticism I reached the conclusion long ago that sentience is an abomination when it takes form in this god-forsaken universe and the highest ideal we can strive towards is the complete annihilation of the universe or at least its capacity to support sentient life.
In one sense I am the ultimate egalitarian; in another I am its antithesis. I want to reduce the whole of existence to nothing, but do not embrace the happy-go-lucky attitudes of regular egalitarians who assert that all is equal or that there is any kind of good in the manifest world. We should not have been born; and we must prevent this calamity of life from continuing.
While others feel the deepest horror as the possibility some CERN experiment or other will rip this world asunder and swallow us all into some terrifying blackhole, that in messing with highly unstable particles and things we don't understand we might destroy our universe, I welcome the end.
I do not value any of the things the masses hold dear. I pray for annihilation and fear only my rebirth. This nightmare of existence must end; and to this end I embrace a war on reality. This is why the next and most natural step for me after the complete despair and abandonment of all hope that accompanied my transformation so many years ago into an anarchonihilist was to embrace chaos magick. When I learned about the efforts of the DKMU to wage war on reality, I knew they were true comrades, although my contact with them has been limited and I did not make any special effort to conform to their founding texts or any of their memes I found myself none-the-less working towards the same end. I wish to tear apart the fabric of reality, be it through some disastrous experiment I need only let happen, or my complete mental rejection of reality and if possible a war upon reason as well.
There is one divine principle that should, does, and must govern humanity; chaos. Only out of madness and despair can we evolve enough to have a chance at escaping this spacetime trap. Every day the forward momentum of my consciousness is unstoppable. The nightmare of life continues; we awaken from sleep and it just goes on. Like everything else in this universe, it is an endlessly repeating cycle. A stable, happy society is stagnant and disgusting. The human is a mockery of his true potential. The love for the world is a sickness.
The only good is the dissolution. You can not make the world better. All you can do is refuse to let it contain you. To be unbounded from it. The world must burn to crush the illusions held by its sickly lovers. The formal embrace of "evil" as known by men of worldly attachment, lets you see how perfectly sinister you and the world are, and to feel joy and pain mixed into one continuity until everything rests between equal weights and the awaken will is made free to choose.
