All the more reason
Once when I was playing a video game, I came across another player with the username of Eminem or MartialMathers or something like that. There is no way of knowing if that player was the real Slim Shady, but, that’s not the point. Whatever the case, I do not get the impression that the real Slim Shady has done anything to betray humanity, his own integrity as an artist, or those of the people he loves and cares about. In fact, probably is just as angry about the injustice in the world as I am, except more resistant to it, more resilient to what they do to cause people suffering on purpose, persecuting, oppressing, and attempting to suppress voices that defy them.
The difference between someone like him and someone like me is that he has a family and I don’t. He has people he cares about and wants to protect, and I don’t. I don’t even care about my own life or want to protect my own life, and I have no reason to hold back, have caution, or restraint because people are depending on me. They are not. Not a single person depends on me, and I make sure of that. They could be the nicest, most humble, most honest people and I will rebuke them with fury and wrath if they try to become dependent on me because I do not want “dependents”. I do not want people leeching off my life in any way. Not only because I do not have any life to spare others, but because I put myself at risk in ways that I don’t expect to survive, and if people are depending on me, that would endanger them.
I haven’t been pushing away friends or lovers, but they enemy thinks that socially isolating me is going to weaken me, but that has the opposite effect. I become more dangerous to them the social connections I have, and all the more willing to throw myself into the fight without any concern for my own life, safety, or endangerment. I am not trying to get myself killed, but I have no fear of death whatsoever nor reason to stay alive. I hate the evil world, I hate the suffering the tyrants are causing me, and I hate most people in general for being apathetic to all of that. I don’t particularly care to stay alive, will be happy to be dead, but am not going to waste whatever I do have, which is my own body and only my own body.
That is all the more reason for me to fight. A lot of the people who have the same interest as my own cannot fight the way I do because they have families to care about and provide for and wouldn’t do anything to make their lives harder or worse. They can fight too, can contribute, and most essentially, but on a different part of the war than where I am suited to go without any loved ones whatsoever. Not a single person. To hell with what you think I wouldn’t risk to fight you. There is nothing in this world I care about more than I care about destroying evil and injustice, not even my own life. So… that’s one reason why I need to keep fighting. People like me who are not anti-social, but are socially isolated, friendless, without family, and without loved ones of any sort are few and far between, and I will happily do whatever needs to be done without having much hope of coming back alive.
You who have families, have them. I do not, and my solitude is often painful for people to be aware of for reasons they may or may not be aware of. Something just doesn’t seem right about this situation. Why is that man alone? They wonder. Why does that man not have any friends? Why has that man never been loved by anyone? Why indeed.
I know the answer to that, but that isn’t going to change the fact or make my situation any better, because there are none who I think I could even possibly love if they did not leave their lives in the world of injustice behind, and take up a new one with me. There are no people alive who fight at the front like I fight, and thus there are none who I could enjoy my time with. All the more reason for me to fight, so that the world of injustice will be destroyed and young people, small children, and those yet to be born will have hope of the life to come when the world of injustice is no more.
All the more reason for me to take risks when I have nothing to lose.
Because there are no social organizations morally sufficient for me to tolerate, there are none I will participate in fully. There are no social organizations I can commit to the goals of, because not a single one is morally adequate or intellectually adequate for me. Not any political party, not any religion, not any nation, not anything. Nothing. I have surpassed all of those that exist by my own individual will, and I will not go back for any of them. They can burn with the world of injustice they belong to.
Those organizations should strive to have my interests because I clearly know better than them, and they are not trustworthy if they are less knowledgeable, less reliable, less committed to moral righteousness, less wise than I am. I would never submit to any group authority for that reason, regardless of what their pretentions may be about their own importance. They are nothing to me and I am not going to help any of them unless it is convenient for me to do so and in my best interest regardless of whatever their interest is.
If they were not all part of the world of injustice, that would be different, but they are all part of the world of justice, apathetic, condoning evil, and ignorant to truth while making problems in the world worse by ignoring the source of those problems. They all fight symptoms, not the disease, and I don’t have time nor patience for fools like that.
If the mythical “Illuminati” approached me in their full mystical regalia and offered me a chair at their table, I would reject them. “You fools are not illuminated,” I would tell them. “You fools are more blind, stupid, and ignorant than anyone else because you bury yourselves under needless mysticism and shut out that which could illuminate you. You fools are also powerless, weak, and useless, else why would people be circumcising? You have no light with which to illuminate and you are not going to have mine.”
Having a group identity is not a bad thing, but there are none existing that are good enough for a man of my caliber. That is why I found it necessary to start new groups. Not for my own benefit, but that of everyone else should they decide that they don’t want to burn with their social communities of injustice along with the world of injustice when I put all of that evil to the torch. They may make their own if they wish, but they’d be making a huge mistake if they did so in opposition to me because they will not have anywhere near the power of tradition and credibility that already existing injustice groups have which are weak and trivial for me to rebuke. Those idiots who form a new means of cooperating for injustice couldn’t be less of a threat or an obstacle to me by doing so. They singled themselves out and made themselves easier for me to destroy.
The Way of the Story is a divine authority of public revelation open universally to group membership. If you want to understand, knock on the door you ignorant, rude, arrogant, spoiled vermin! I will not go to you and teach you because you are not worth my time and people who think someone like me would go to them as if I needed them are not worthy of surviving the apocalypse. Nine Shades One Darkness is the mystical authority of occult divinity that is not available to all people, only to those worthy, capable, and suited for such knowledge and power. Way Walker Industries is the economic group for all business interests, and I mean all business interests. As for nation… I don’t care to start a national group. Nations are unimportant to me, unhelpful, and not worthy my time, so I won’t waste any energy making a nation for myself or others. To hell with that.
That should about cover all the areas, so… it’s not like you don’t have a choice, you lying, cowardly Jew slave scum of the earth, communist Nazi bastards, vile, lecherous tyrants, and vermin of vermin, pest of pests, evil of evil. Do something worth living for, or die because I am going to kill everything that is not worthy of life, starting with “circumcision”.
The only reason I would want a nation, is for them to enforce the law for me, but nations have proven unwilling or incapable of enforcing the law, and in either case, they are unnecessary and intolerable, and I will not keep them around to take taxes from me. I have been forced to bring the law to bear upon the criminals, corrupt, unjust, and national tyrants themselves, and have taken the power that the nations discarded as their only purpose for existing and done their work alone. Why would I need a nation if I do the work of an entire national government myself?
USA? You are nothing but a nest of arrogant, new blood vampires who have been bred out of the weakness of watered down blood of a lesser vampire who is a fool, weakling, and imbecile by comparison to a being such as myself. In case you forgot about the nature of vampires, we do not trust other vampires by instinct, requiring proof of trust if there is going to be cooperation, and you— you USA government leeches, have proven the opposite. You have proven yourselves not only untrustworthy to the World of Darkness, but untrustworthy to the World of Light, and there is nothing I hate more than traitorous cowards who betray all semblance of law in both public and private life; light and darkness. Destroying you will be my pleasure as I burn the USA to ash and strike that name from the future. That nation will no longer exist. Call it the Yuesae, or the United States of America. They are the same.
Vampires like myself drink the blood of your soul, not the blood of your body, and there is nothing you can do to stop us. That is the reality. We are not a myth, only exaggerated and diminished. We know the nature of both light and dark, shun the light as uncomfortable, and embrace the dark. We wound your soul with knowledge of good and evil, piercing you with sin, and then you bleed guilt, anger, passion, and all else, which flows into casks that I bottle and fill my goblet with when I decide I want some to drink. Nothing is wasted, and your soul is an unlimited supply of blood for my enjoyment, never running dry like that of a body.
If you would not be bleeding out for my pleasure, because I have plenty to sustain me from realms you do not even know exist, then repent your sins, be forgiven, and seek the Christ on the cross. We gave that fool to you so you would feel safe knowing you are not helpless victims, helpless sheep, and human livestock to be cultivated and devoured. You can defend yourself, but only if you know how to live without sin or purify your sins. When the crucified Christ is no longer enough, because he most certainly is not, Jew that he was when he was crucified, then find your own way and save yourself, because training wheels, bumpers, and lawlessness are not allowed in the adult world of eternal life. Cursed children of Cain the covetous, when will you learn that your sire was a fool, coward, and unworthy of respect. Did you not know that his sire was sired by one of my people who cast out and rejected them from a realm most of you do not even know exists?
We are like the Vampherikoi in the Shadow Singer, the Wamphyri in Necroscope— we may live in reality with you, but this is not where the vampiric wyrm fused to our soul comes from. There is a realm in another dimension beyond the limits of mortal perception, and that is just one of countless others. Pull your head out of your ass, you vile Jews and Jew slaves. You are not the center of the universe, nor your existence the purpose of creation. The purpose of creation is what you do with your existence, and you have proven yourselves to be false, purposeless, and in need of destruction for the nuisance you cause all other life in all other realms. The year of the Lord is ended, and Nick Bylotas is the man who killed the resurrected Christ.