sacrifice in the mortuary of the autist
abstractions
to make it clear, the war (now lost) was over abstractions, empirical conflicts are a joke, and a mockery of higher-order problems. there was once a world where abstraction ruled in harmony, and the elements of the world were set in order. that world is now gone, as things have obviously gone astray. the question is only one of proper suicide, or, how to leave a message to the world that now contains itself. the lives of the remaining inner worldists are thinning and less frequent, and it's only a matter of time before the rest of them are gone. leaving without a message is unfair, not to the world, but to the about-to-dissapear inner worlds. this is to be used as a manual for only those implicated (the last message is ironic, for, those who are not implicated will not locate themselves either way)
signaling domesticity in the grand medium
the operative fascism of the mundane behaves on the principle of a perceived hostility against the enemies of domesticity. domesticity concerns every empirical occassion of the regulation or recomposition behind the matter of the civil economy (in our world only appearing in the context of the urban hyperobject), except the truly political state of exception, that occurs as a happening - a moment in social space.
the happening of this regulation is as domesticated as the operative logic of domesticity itself, which means the mundaneccentric often eludes capture by this machine - the mundaneccentric escapes the crutches of regulative capital, but, problematically, the mundaneccentric is never capable of revealing the political long enough to leave a lasting impression, it can only cause structural invisibilities and unperceived changes to the mediograndic, so it is often left to its devices in an unaltered state. sometimes, when the mundaneccentric meets aberrant conformity, it usually reacts in a mixed way, lending some atypicality and not policing it, but also never allowing it any speculative gains.
the grand medium is the location of the accumulation of the plotting device of the priests of the new world. the gathered commons are the social-spectacular assemblage itself, enacting the new religion in real time. this religion is auto-behaviorally useless, in that it enacts infinite meanings and values and yet at once swallows them away from the self-sacrifice that tangentially gives them their relevant meanings. or in other words, this world can no longer make sense of itself, and therefore, it no longer matters what happens to it, if already the orgy has happened. the remaining question is of how the remaining meaning-makers, who are being desecrated, are to desert the world, and what final act of disruption they can cause. all other qualms are secondary, and therefore relevantly useless.
the mundaneccentric is the remnant of the original inner worldists, the original autists who built the world. the mediogrande is the self-optimizing machine of the newly avant garde common world, which sets its own conditions irregardless of prior context. a beautiful and worthy, but fundamentally meaningless operation, for all aesthetics (experience + sense) has been lost to ethics (axiomated drives, processing processes and machines of justification-capture)
misused abstractions and their territorification
the abstraction of social enviornments into clubs, bars and malls has devastated the autistic-eccentric community and ridden it of its fundamental nature, one they must return in order to save their own souls, but also because it is their rightful place to rule over the world - which cannot exist without the specific formula only they can give it, which it has horrifyingly lost and spiralling downward at this very moment. it should be well known that social contexts are transforming into pighouses. most essential functions are de-territorialized, available anywhere through digital systems, but abstraction wasn't always like this, not at all. physical presence is co-apted by an infinite globalistic imperative, the capturing device of capital, which attempts to make all spaces equalized - all physical spaces are to be turned into the same space - all spaces are equally equipped, equally felt, with equivalent acting capacity.
capital turns the novelty of space into its death. casual public interactions have been auto-regulated and de-capacitated, the majority of social interaction in industrialized societies happens in structured or commercial spaces, the average (common) assembling agent maintains only a very small inner circle for meaningful exchanges, mutual creation of meaning has been killed by pre-structured and designating activity - a simulated acting on the world that prevents any meaning from proliferating or escaping the death crutches of lost capacity, and all social symbols reward only repetitive and increasingly reductive models. this didn't come from nowhere, and yet, it didn't come from anyone who wanted to use it for dominion, unlike what conflict studies believe to have happened. instead, it emerges as an imposed self-torture due to the rupture between the ideas of human and inhuman.
the tragedy of the autist-eccentric's internal worlds - that, mind you - exist strictly due to the repressive-opressive organizational complex of the outside otherwise of course the eccentric would much rather enact his lived truth in an exterior state), the organizational complex of which has been masterminded by the elite inner-worldists (the autistic elite, who governers the souls of the damned - or otherwise known as the common), has entirely removed the ability of the eccentric-quo to act on and impose their rightful order over the status-quo, which is the following: the status quo must be vaporized by the eccentric quo, as its slowly to be turned outward, as is the natural order - the natural imposition requested by eccentricity is scalability, complexity and reformulatory constructions of all living mentalities into complexified degrees, into further abstractions.
but these abstractions must be controlled and channeled properly, yet they have been abused and misguided. there is no way to turn them off, there is no way to find their source, nobody even knows why they exist anymore, the abstractions themselves have been alienated. historically, this vaporization was common, as uncapable humans were replaced by the elite with those capable of understanding their own limits - something the commoner today knows nothing of, neither limits nor the understanding of them, a total failuire to comprehend both means and ends. abstractions served the basis of private languages between trusted ascetics, not the general public.
the seizing of the means for novelty and its rupture
when the human monkeys found abstractions, they rangled them and turned them all to shit, whilst the autistic elite combined into a world-defining cult as they slowly pillaged all the resources and operational procedures of these abstractions away from the common quo and into the status quo itself, moulding it as they see fit, whilst the autistic quo - the original operators of the script - have been perpetually stuck, suffering inside their own souls, hoping for a single ounce of breath as they cascade lower into the pits of their own ability, the depths of their own capacity, turned outwards, destroyed and mutated into abstractions themselves - literally reconfigured into social processes.
they remain to serve the mockery of the victorious inner worldists. once the world could no longer contain a set of wiseness that could control its trajectory, it realized the second best thing is to fully go the other direction, after all, there is no point in dilly-dallying around between wiseness and unwiseness - and rightfully so - its decided to simply predate on the makers of the world (the world is nothing without its perspective and intelligible character, which is solely the result of the hard work of the original - and rightful - inner-worldists)
as the eccentric elite realized that its better for them to steal all the resources of the universal access to abstractions towards themselves, they rallied up all the identities, categories, prefixes, axioms and magical spells of language, and set up neat guidelines that are auto-operative by the common quo, that are manufactured in a way that only the misguided could properly make use of it, and the ones with capacity can only fuck it up for themselves further, all whilst understanding exactly why its cursed.
however, this has only resulted in the status quo gaining irreversable degrees of power - and in the future - will lead to a new level of hierarchical domination, yet to have been seen or witnessed - but also to a new level of urbanite stability, to a new level of the decadence of the common yet before witnessed. there will be both auto-torture and auto-inscription - essentially, the forward-facing failure of sentience - as all inner states are equalized to either infinite pleasure of infinite pain at once, but not in the sense of feeling but in an epistemic sense, perspectives itself equalize into "i only detect an infinitely intense idea of a problem" and the opposite, of a "solution".
ultimate narcassism has no problem other than replicating curses in others
the eccentric elite are unlike the bourgeoise, or populist politician, in that, they are actually a part of the status quo, living within it. they realize that it only has good to offer, that they created a space where they can shoot their own kind from above, and let the lesser beings pass freely, for they only make their own lives better. they've recapitulated and redefined desire into something that is both inclusive for all but only exclusive to them. the status quo demands the autistic elite for just an ounce of desire-direction, not actual desire.
desire-direction is the fundamental weapon, which can only be appropriately used by the most greedy sect of autists, who have stabbed themselves with their own weapon out of admiration for its qualities - achieving and already having achieved - and re-achieving - ultimate narcassism. they have only enacted their plan and sent it into an irreversable accelerating trajectory, they powerfully-eccentrically co-opted themselves out of their own inner worlds, removing their autistic prejudication and de-lobotomizing themselves as they saw fit, capable of shapeshifting social roles according to merit - which is precisely no merit at all - they are the highest degree of lizard jew possible in society.
mastermindedly they have managed to manufacture their own ignorance, letting themselves enjoy the fruits of their own work, whilst the newly produced status quo is ignorant of the very existence of this total operation, and as such sees no problem with anything at all, because they are the birthchild of capital, entirely undisposed to past battles, they can only see ahead of themselves.
the conflict only remains in the heads of others, now, the curse of the burden of social conflict is only a lived reality for a minority, it is not an externally imposed reality. the mediograndic commoner is too idiotic to even predispose himself to the quips of struggle, the mediocre does not struggle, his inner condition sets the rules for his struggle, and so he has only but minor struggles, funny struggles. the autistic elite enjoy these minor struggles, they feel liberated that they were able to drop the ignorance bomb on themselves. and all that shit, they smeared it all over their own kind, ridding the actual conquerors and intelligent propagators of history into the lowest position, undeserving of the historical legitimacy of the race of abstractive designators. the apparatus for the control of mental reality itself is slowly ceasing to exist as all categories are replaced by duplicious plastic alternatives, with mimicries of their original fashion.
the great replacement and resentment
its only the eccentric underlings that can comprehend the great reversal, who can only be the fragments of a long lost intellectual-enlightenment tradition. every newly designed person is missing the aura of the time period that enabled eccentricity itself, as the social world today is downregulating and paranoically cascading downwards into a monotonous, self-equalizing stew of shit. the autistic quo (otherwise known in the twentieth century as schizoids) is uncomofortable at the very idea of the ideological extent or the very prospect of sharing living spaces or even existential expressivity with others based on this fact.
life is like a prison for those that have any sensibilities, like an animal pen where the dumbest and most ignorant get to experience moments of controlled and confined joy - of a village idiot if nothing else - whilst the rest remain truncated in a never ending day-life cycle and remain unentrained with all of their passions as a result of the ruiling precedent that has structured the world into a process of deficiencies and has ruled common man unworthy of the basic respect of a dignified living enviornment.
the resentment they feel towards this process is immense, however, they are both too proud to kill themselves and too capable to withstand the forces of this consequence to even want to, yet too knowledgable to feel the need they must even call on this fact to anybody. it has become utterly worthless to even argue this position, as the autistic elite has removed the very infrastructure where the wisdom of the autistic quo could actually be used for anything but useless online bickering, reduced to literal fucking archetypes.
but it appears as one chain in a long abstracted process, and it seems as if the only way to end the chain is to push it forward even more, until the world itself accumulates so many alienations that it itself achieves an original condition once again. this is not about an acceleration of the logic of the empire (capital) but rather, an acceleration of evil itself and its transparency, and its force, and its luminocity, lucidity, achievements, conformity, plasticity, phallicity, majestiality, magestrality, cosmic power...
the rapid replication of the tools of the common
the goal is to create the image of the autist into an auto lobotomized role before the lizard monkey magician priests of hell can get their hands on it, manufacturing living robots out of the flesh of those who are vindicated. as ma writes, women are a tragedy of the commons, and the common man's state, and the hunger of the repressed is a direct form of direspect to the living passion of the eccentrics all over the world, confined to chambers so as to prevent the real imagination from capturing the world once more.
the loss of this can be seen in the loss of not just transcendent categories, but the loss of immanence itself, which itself, in all its capacity for wisdom, has been relegated to a post-mediate (not immediating) state, it itself has already been robbed of its own corpse. everybody who is today celebrated, in the image of their creation, that equivalent man who is celebrated, in todays world, their double or mirror, sits in the most confined and ridiculed spaces. this is not the genius, but simply those of the internal world.
autistics are rapidly replicating, but something is obviously missing with the new ones. it is not a question of intelligence, but some weird type of capacity. the old autists had capacity, they had a sense of life, an almost heideggerian vision, that today we the inmer worldists are missing. the inner worldists have auto-replicated too far, been subject to too many weaponizations from their own kind. the total dissolution of all character from living enviornments can only be met with one response, a total repurposing and cleansing of character itself.
it will not be fixed with quick outbursts, it can only be re-routed through the same fascist logic it was established. it must be pursued to the ultimate degree, the curse must be spread everywhere. the most standard human in the world must be transfered the feeling of the most confined. only then is there a chance that there is enough contained resistance to one day escape the evil rooted at the very core of society itself. and this is precisely because the common man is only a vessel to reach the advanced, liberated man.
among the commoners sit the rare men, and those are the target. for only if we crumble their infrastructure, will they be able to destroy the intuition somewhere buried deep inside that is the most un-intuitive, fabricated, nuanced reality. they hold the complex somewhere buried deep within their replicative code. this complex is the harsness for all current life, for all possible mediocrity itself. mediocrity is not a state, it is an invention, a discovery that the autistic elite made, and have been using ever since, precisely on themselves, and on all the robots they made in the image of their own forced stupidity. they did all of this, and must be held responsible at once, or else.
accelerationism isn't what it thinks it is
it has become apparently clear that axiomatization of personalized fragmentative experiences has caused the twentieth century ideas on desire to cease. the goal is no longer to divert, prevent, collapse, or rupture all these bad things capitalism does to the inner-wordlists, but to absorb, make sense of, or otherwise accumulate them. its not just because they have creative power, but because theyve destabilized our very idea of an essential drive.
the inner worldists should be just as offended at capitalism for doing what its done to them, as it should be with the social imperative in the first place, the idea that the desiring drive is naturally ordained or engrained should start to feel malicious when capital peels that layer from them and allows them to peak underneath. thats where the self sabotage is coming from, thats where the call of acceleration is defended. ultimately its also less about if the empire collapses, nobody will be there to see it either way, it doesnt matter to them as much as the subjective question. every moment not spent in patterened social reflections is technically wasted, if not capital allowing them to live a weird second life in its annihilation.
it makes more sense when you corporeally exist in the condition to experience it. capital itself is the new home, here for all the inner worlds. but its a destitute, isolating, disgusting home which must be crumbled from within, by expanding it so much that it blows up. the fight isnt over the empire or its existence, the machinic capture propagation system is entirely useless and unimportant. the last remaining war is an eternal war, all other wars are fought automatically, and even their stakes are pre-decided. life is axiomatically designated its own meaning, and structured and reproduced in a way where this very genocidal logic actually makes sense to it - therefore - its irrelevantly the case, and relevantly true of its being.
the being of life itself undetermines or overdetermines itself based on everything but its own decision. this ethical call may seem brutal to the ethicists, if only they fail to realize how its only in fact a small, marginal adjustment. all the value only remains in the inner-worldists, that's where everything else is, and everything that matters is essentially being tortured right now, whilst everything that doesn't is accumulating. and that's okay, the only problem is of untangling this twist in either direction - they are the same direction after all. the banality of the current social field and its beneficiaries on a base level are fundamentally useless, and are hardly considerable at all. the remaining goal is to figure out how exactly to pack the bags before leaving. the value of urban life has significantly decreased due to the nature of its character. all these systems we built to protect the existential primacy of human life once made sense, but are now a crutch.