The Death of Hope

From 11/27/23 – On The Internet

“I want to collect milestones in my personal growth, but I don’t want to face the embarrassment at having held an opinion that I’ve since grown from. I want to present my ideas to others so that I can learn through discourse, but I do not value the opinions of the unfamiliar populace, even more so the people who identify themselves according to the boundaries that I seek to destroy.”

If you have a problem with one perspective on the world, it is because you have been lied to about the nature of value, of morality, and of the system that you are identifying with. Probably nobody believed that they were lying to you when they described their vision of a perfect world, or even just a better world, but the result is the same:

Humanity has been infected with a sickness of meaning, of greatness and bright futures, and now are confronted continually by the failure of the systems that they trusted. Everyone is participating in this collapse. Social conservatives feel it distinctly, as the erosion of the final remaining bedrock of morality. Not only the death of God, but the rejection of secular systems of morality and the advent of an individualism which has cornered itself within nihilism, and cannot escape. The average person, a hundred years after the word ‘existentialism’ was first uttered, holds that bud of nothingness and feels it grow, even if they cannot put it to words.

For all that has occurred through postmodernism: the systematic smashing to pieces of all forms of system, that ink-black phantom now forever attached to the global information-age zeitgeist of humanity, I believe that it still has not gone far enough.

The mouthpieces today, even the most well-meaning, the most humanitarian, the most ‘logical’ of us all, approach the world with a solution to a problem of nihilism. I would seek to someday demonstrate why this approach will never sate nihilism, and why the saviors against the void are lifting their followers up with hooks through their skin, and all the act can do is offer a wider view of the black- and guarantee a new flavour of suffering to add to the original, unsated variety.

That nothingness is bigger than anything. It is smaller than anything. It cannot be grasped, and it outweighs God. It grows when you ignore it, it festers inside a child that is told not learn that which would lead to it. Most of all, it is known once, and then forever. It cannot be forgotten.

The direction away from nihilism begins from within nihilism. It is founded in the heart of the ungrounded nothing, as this nothing is the only surety from which anything else can arise. To move from nihilism, one must first make peace with it.

And peace with Nihilism is the death of hope.

The Death of Hope

Gather round ye all and hold aloft your starry-eyed dreams and together we will sing and dance and smash them into pieces. For every-one who purports to inherit the future will first enter the line, and their heart will be removed with the others. The void begins in the heart, and we will address the mind later.

Consider the future of earth in 1,000 years.

Did you picture a happy place? Or did you picture a barren wasteland? When you imagine the future, do you imagine what will happen if they are still around? Is your vision of the future steeped in a fear that you have been taught? It is a fear that you have been taught by your favorite “personality”, whose voice has wisened you to the fears?

Fear not, for all your fears are justified in the equivalency of their worth. (none)

Suppose all of your fears came true! The planet decays beyond repair, the biological variety collapses until all we have to eat is soy-beans; Christ never returns, NASA are defunded into the ground and private space collapses after another teacher is incinerated in low orbit, your race is wholly eradicated, all languages go extinct except the top four, clean water grows so sparse that thousands suffer and die in a new dust-bowl spanning the northern hemisphere, the citizens are oppressed by a government so militant and strong that no uprising will ever again topple any regime on this planet, your personal bloodline dies with your generation, all possessions are reacquired by the state, we never manage to make it off this planet before our demise- not even to Mars, we all resort to cannibalism until the atmosphere cooks the last of us alive.

All of this will come to pass, at my guarantee, and in spite of what anyone tells you, there is absolutely nothing that you, or a group of your friends, or your government, or all the governments of the planet Earth working together, are going to do about it. Your hope is the seed of a suffering which will never be sated, will never see progress, will only see the decay, and you will die alone and angry.

Die mad, self-identifier.

Fortunately, I know better than everyone else and I am graciously recording this ultimate truth:

There is no hope, for anyone, for anything, for any time, anywhere.

You who hope, you are a fool.

The heartless alone will inherit the Earth, and the rest are consumed with the tinder and water thereabout.