women are like golems made of pure female facticity to demonstrate how disgusting it is
their entire lives are fake little "works," provided by rich daddy, by indulgent parents, by libarts aspirations/colleges telling them they're little junior intellectuals for reading YA and pretending to be cultural critics whenever they have their period and as a hollow vehicle for female consensus bonding, by men who just not and pretend they are as interesting as they think they are, by other men on instagram and youtube and twitter who just want to fuck them too, by thousands of female fans who are all doing the same braindead shit themselves as a hollow form of female socialising, and even by publishers who are really just assessing them for whether they speak to the market of other braindead clones of themselves
they don't read anything, they don't do anything, they can't do anything, they can't even think, but they will spend the best years of their youth roleplaying a complete farce of being interesting and HIP and on the cutting edge of being a young c00l rad hip interesting intellectual grrrl
then they will have a kid or several, get some sinecure from their parents, and never speak to the world again except by maintaining a "Cooking Vegan for Your Kids!" blog that 9 people read
women are fucking orcs, they are twisted mockeries of the other races fashioned by morgoth in some kind of hateful spite in the pits of hell
every time you look at the sheer mechanism or size or uncaring complexity of the universe and your begins to think "i am just dust," and some small voice in you says "no, i am not for all this, all this is for me," that's god himself speaking your justification to you, it's the purpose life, it's the mirror of all art and philosophy and culture and creation in general, the answer to "why would a perfect being elect to create imperfect companions?" by all rights, on any contemplation of this, women literally should not exist. women are like staring right into the world-soul, having full mystical clarity, going AT LAST I TRULY SEE.. and then a retarded soulless husk walks up to you and stabs you and says "ain't no world-soul nigga, ain't no purpose or meaning or beauty or truth, i just need to buy more tampons so i'm going to pawn your shit" and in your last moments you realise women are proof that there is no god and all was just despair