SOLITUDE IS YOUR DESTINY

by Mr. Mean-Spirited

You’ve heard it said that “man is a social animal” – all you need do is to stay around other people if you want to continue being a beast.  I would prefer to become more fucking divine, so I am going to try to remain alone in this world.  Becoming a loner is the only means of understanding the true nature of the cosmos.  But the more you come to an awareness of the genuine nature of existence, the more you are going to feel isolated.  The closer you are to ultimate reality, the lonelier you will feel.

If there is such a thing as enlightenment, it will only be attained by enhancing and expanding and enlarging and extending the ego.  If there is wisdom to be found on this planet, the only way that you are ever going to reach illumination is to become a complete and compulsive individualist.  A deity is one selfish motherfucker indeed.

But individualism, like anything holy, is not going to be worshiped by the horde – anything sacred is going to be feared.  The well-behaved, well-indoctrinated members of society are going to think you are damn weird for not enjoying their wonderful company and companionship.  Should you be foolish to admit that you just want to be left alone, they are going to insist that you need psychological treatment.

Getting away from the herd is more than a means of self-understanding; staying away from the human hive is a matter of self-defense.  Other people are out destroy you.  The more you discover about the real nature of existence, the more that the rest of society is going to try to extinguish that awareness – even if that means exterminating loners like you.

There is absolutely nothing to be gained from your neighbors.  You catch things from other people: like fecal bacteria, like liberalism, like compassion.  If you want to maintain your sanity and sanitation you don’t want other human beings to get close to you.  You don’t want some smelly stranger to touch or to talk to you.

Individualism comes at a cost.  The altruist will assume that there must be something wrong with you should you want to remain alone.  The strange paradox is that the more you try to evade the masses, the more the multitude will be coming around to torment you.  And these meddlers will imagine that their intrusion is actually for your own good.  Their well-intentioned interference will force you even further away from multitude.  The greater your need for personal solitude, the more the good people are going to treat you as if you have psychological issues.

If you want to maintain your own particular independence, you obviously have no choice but to separate yourself from the communal.  However, the more you sever connections with the community, the more the collective will try to attack you.  Nothing is more threatening to the commune than a loner; do-gooders aren’t just going to let you walk away without assaulting your character.

There is one thing that these humanitarians cannot stand: solitude.  The more solitary you spend your days, the more than you can purge yourself of socialist imprinting.  Thinking of a wilderness area as a sort of enema for the soul: it clears you out.  A week alone in the mountains is like a colon cleanse for the spirit.  When it is time to empty your bowels, you want your ass to be turned toward society.

If you are persecuted by the humanitarians, then you have done life right.  If you are hated by the do-gooders, then you have made wise choices in this existence.  And if you leave the conformists covered with shit, you have learned a thing or two in this world.