Jester Race in Flames


Globo-technokapital locks-in on out-group empathy. simple markets understood as efficiency-creating price-discover machines squash attempts to preserve. inefficiency to be bombarded with route-arounds. Bitcoin, Oober, bombs falling to liberate oil.  no escaping it. Vectors experiencing abundance: hotbeds for inefficiency, thus bombarded with increasingly vicious route-arounds. Nation, ethni, tech, idea, tradition – nothing inefficient makes it out of the near future.

Inefficiency woven into some, literally or figuratively, is being beaten out .  Humanitarian activity neutralized by abundance-sterilization and psyche-destroying incentive structures.

They proudly cling to inefficiency in a vulgar display of power… f*dgov willing to pay spurned.  inefficiency vector tradition over surivival. the system selects against , favoring casual sociopathy. flow will continue. willing replace the unwilling. centuries of selective pressure: only out-breeding and full-on erasure could resolve.

The outgroup-phobic waits and grows. Change so rapid that the -phobic/-philic internal debate rendered irrelevant. a never-ending flow that grasps inefficiency and crashes it into the dirt. the casually “sociopathic” (ideologically-loaded fakeword). The future is born. vestigial moral compass

Enclaves. population stratification.  universalism tied directly to a shrinking slice of a pie. Post-Moorish with custom SNPs

the greens will be unequal. The greens distribute an uneven pressure. One segment, then another.inefficiency at all levels squeezed. route-arounds break through

Silicone prog-libertarians of the Valley of the Wind want reform. The easiest target  digitally pitted against players on the other side of the globe. Now the next block on the chopper …

The Hail Mary, peye-in-the-sky dream of a genocidal maniac named is extremeist Canadian-fascist immigration policy. the biggest. win. epic. — Won’t happen. Wi’ll never be fasc as our indo-chinese brothers in the The Great White North.

Dems: far-left extremists cut-throat American-libertarians getting a win by any means necessary. smash the union, now global work-war decimating every undermedian. the system is a swirling vortex of ideas and concepts that arrange themselves to destroy inefficiency, you included

Insurance is inefficient vs absorbing and crashing the whole thing

letting go most efficient psychological hack. Doomer-HBD cum banal reality. You aren’t crazy anymore, for now. A decade of lead time births… Alt Right… good workout routinethe OFfspring. Not revolutionary. Ride crypto-currents to the crest … the view isn’t good

Your limbs can’t function in the war that has already arrived. build a wall around the inefficiency in your heart – pressure from the outside will only increase. no realistic end. Another timeline: a series of calamities strike: Collapse > Flights to Homeland > population left to fallow. Still – the genome will fundamentally change to survive. more ruthless. C-Death gets what it wants: new thing. the market is hungry for it, tentacles will grasp it from one pipeline or another eventually

This-wing Letting Go. U/ let go,. Or e-march on to doomboomerdom need eardrum piercings and cross stitched eyes. no-human wins

weight of the unsolvable dissolves with your dreams, released to counter-counter-counter-signalling doom-jester race, rushing faster on the one-way lane. Rusty gods in the machine-mind grind our souls in the millstone of time. The deathbed harvest is a dead man’s banquet. And we go, our blooded trace, the jester race

Calling out to the gathered masses, our blooded trace. The jester race, embracing the tools of the neo-wolf age, offering the tokens. Reliced idols. Heirs of the newly raped ground. Inferior even to the transparent winds, lesser in motion and sound

No trace of me in their altered blueprints of life. Gaia impaled on their horns. The fumes from her body, as the throng of blind men savour the scent, dream-dead from hate

Sun wind strokes the electroheart, ignition roars through the corridors. Stream launching the binary vessels

The Machinery outlives the futile scripts of our dying jester race



I fucked a Demon and now I’m a hippie

A bus carrying Trump protesters stopped outside of my house yesterday and a few of them spilled out onto my yard to stretch their legs. In a bizarre series of events, I ended up having sex with one of them in my neighbor’s open garage. Weirder still, the young woman transformed from white – to hispanic – to half-black while I fucked her on Jim’s workbench. Then she vanished. Thankfully, I woke up in my own bed, rather than sleepwalking, nude, and erect in my neighbor’s garage.

The pillar of light between my curtains was flowing upwards – a ticker-tape of letters repeating my name over and over. It became a minimalist parody of an advertisement from the future: “PURCHASE PRODUCT! PERSONALITY INTEGRATION. GROWTH. POWER. CONSTRUCT. SELF!” Something like that.

I looked up at the ceiling and saw sparkling TV-snow static in the shadows. Then a thing rose up from the floor next to my bed. A sleep-paralysis demon.

It was the usual: shaped like a grey alien but made out of electrical energy, communicating telepathically through black eyes. A web of static spread from its legs, enveloping the entire floor.

I’ve only seen three or four before, so I was excited to see what happened next. The previous encounters were uneventful debates with the demon – “So, you’re a demon?” / Yes. / “Weird. You’re not real.” / ::blank stare:: / I wake up.

But this time, something different happened. The thing crawled up onto my chest, and I felt long, curly female hair fall over my face. Then it started blowing on my neck and kissing my shoulders. Having failed to finishing fucking the girl in the garage, I was up for it.

The demon summoned a small pastry, one ingredient at a time, on my left nipple – and then ate it. Not really my thing, but okay. Then it got on top (I’m paralyzed, remember) and got to work. It was a tall (5’10?) athletic woman with a long face, wide hips and narrow waist. Perfect. She – It – was pushing down on my shoulders while reading my mind.

After a few minutes of intense euphoria-inducing bouncing, the Thing hops off of me abruptly,. A second aberration appears next to the bed – a guy. Uh oh…

He looks like Fabio but way thinner. Muscular and emaciated, kind of like Jesus before he hit the wall. Maybe it was? He’s ready to fuck (not trying to offend the Christians, it’s just what happened) and  he’s inching closer.

But his smell and aura repelled me. I’m comfortable with my hetero-status – certainly enough to fuck a male demon in a dream – but my boner felt otherwise, and rapidly started to fade.

The male demon backed away, sensing my disappointment. I felt him transform into a black woman. A girl, more like. Young, tall, with a similar body to the first female demon – but with one distinction: an amazing ass. Really big. Absurd. I’m talking like, “1M followers on Instagram” type ass. A great, huge ass. I could telepathically feel the transition from Jesus to instagram girl occur. A distinct, psychic transformation. She climbed on top of me and held me down like the last one.

For some reason my right arm was now free to move, and I used it to reach between the two of us and hold the aberration’s ass while it was bouncing on top of me. And it was god-damned amazing. I mean, holy shit. Racism is over, ya’ll.

Then, I’m not shitting you – someone in my house woke up screaming. One of the kids.

This never happens. Maybe once every six months. What the fuck? What are the chances? I have sleep paralysis maybe once every three years. A kid wets the bed almost never. A few times a year?

The demons vanished and I got up deeply saddened as I switched over to Dad-mode, immediately missing my new friend.

(If you are reading this, stop by any time…)

Mathematically evaluation of the Heebie-Geebies

If your kid pees the bed once every 4 months, and you experience sleep paralysis once every three years, the odds of them occurring in the same night are: (1/120)*(1/(3*365)) = 0.00000761035…. which is 1 in 13,140,000. I think.

That’s low enough to creep me out. If, hypothetically, paranormal encounters are actually possible perhaps the demon-fucking was enough to affect other people in the house. My girlfriend seemed really bitchy on this morning too. Maybe she could tell.

The second issue here is that, as a strict materialist-type of asshole, I don’t believe in souls, energy, afterlife, etc. Now if you were trying to entice me into believing, you’re going to have to fuck me. LSD couldn’t do it, shrooms couldn’t do it, transcendental meditation couldn’t do it. All easy for me to explain away. But send some shape-shifting demons and maybe I’ll pay attention.

Finally, and most-damning of all — this is the week I started opening up to the idea that there is something to all this hippie-dippie shit about “energy” and “healing” etc.

Where to Go with Accelerationism

I’ve intuited that Accelerationism is correct. At least most of it. I’m not interested in details of intelliogensesis or whatever debates exist around it. Global capital is a form of intelligence, that I do believe.

I’ve also intuited that ACC is the last big political/economic/philosophical idea I’m ever going to internalize. It is the end of the road for me. I generally understand all the available political / economic positions and concepts outside of ACC, and I’m not interested in studying philosophy. So that’s that for me.

The paths remaining for a novelty-seaking ACColyte three-fold:

  1. Insurrealism: connect accelerationism to hard science. I won’t do this because I do not read and can’t even do calculus.
  2. Religiousness: some have gone Catholic, others have gone into the numbogram, others are into neo-voodoo. I was grossed out by all of this, aesthetically!
  3. Remix: combine ACC with other stuff, chasing that same high from when you first heard about it
  4. Go normal: Attempt to enjoy normal life, ironically. Lift weights and slowly go insane watching sitcoms or something

Looks like it’s gonna be 2, 2, 2 !! for me

The New New New Age Thing

With absolutely perfect timing, I’ve encountered some very FUN people who know how to FUCK online. It’s weird. They tweet shit like this:


And this


And this


What they’re on, as I can see it, is a new kind of religion. It is compatible and infectious towards the extremely online materialism. They can – and do – through the power of something, spread something I can’t explain yet.

What I can say is that I have been stunted by stubborn rejection of “spiritual” ideas. There is something possible I have ignored: spiritualism without spirits, soulfulness in a reality where souls do not exist.

For a long time I thought that the Numerogram was a silly in-joke from Ccru’s druggy antics. It has become apparent that it is probably not a joke. I will refrain from calling it “The Numbograph” from now on, out of respect for whatever demons may lurk within it.

The fact is, Capital was the first demon who I tacitly accepted the existence of. The very first possible entity that existed above, on-top-of, within the moving self-replicating chunks of matter we call life. Something is going on there.

But my aim is to just dip my feet in, and find that inner joy that seems to come from confronting my own mental barricades, built on insecurities. My home-grown material is a masculine posturing. Enjoying being a gloomy asshole. I was raised in a non-religious household that considered the word “atheism” too gay to say out loud, but also treated religion or new age spiritualism as similar bullshit con-jobs. So I was just, empty.

There are theories that atheism is a result of high genetic load. I can’t find the video, but there is a humorous presentation on it that makes a strong argument that atheism = mutant full of genetic errors. In my case, yep! There’s also the eerie thing that I woke up to a post tweeted by @cyborg_nomade that seems to be making similar arguements:

“Reason” was the first substitute proposed for God, back in the European Enlightenment, and it is still the most influential. Reason, after all, led us out of the nightmare of religion. What better to crown as the new ruler? It seems to make sense that the world would make sense—that there is a meaningful pattern to everything—and that, using rationality, we can discover it.

And, snychronically, a deleted tweet from a comedian:


That’s literally the first screenshot of the tweet from google images. 6666

More to come, as usual

Richard Spencer is a Communist from the Future, and that’s Okay


America is already Singapore. This is not a white country. Half of the babies born in America in 2016 were neither pink nor classic cum flavor — but in fact tan and even brown! Can you believe that? I mean really, I’m nodding on opiates right now, but this is actually happening, I think. The data is there. This is not a dream.

You might think, like, I dunno, perhaps white people were kinda still sorta running this thing, or something? Well you’re wrong-ish. You can break down and cry, now knowing why, but now I can’t lie: We’re standing on the edge of goodbye.

With all the racist talk and stuff, it’s easy to get confused. Especially if you’re on hydrocodone for fun, but the fact is that in 70 years this country going to have an elderly population that is 50/50 white and tan — and the younger ones will be like… I don’t even know what… Rainbow? What color is an Irish-Chinese-Haitian girl with really toned thighs? Maybe I’ll ask my pretend wife

This is really keeping the nod off. My eyebrows are halfway up my forehead just thinking about it.

Racism is Bad

According to an anonymous source, none of 2016’s shaded babies will be deported or murdered by the MAGA-hat gestapo. This might surprise you, but it’s true.

If you get your news from The New York Times, or a less biased source like 4chan, you might think there is a race war coming any minute now – but there isn’t. This is just normal now.

White America is over. It will just be a weird thing kids see when Mom puts on Mad Men to look at Don Draper. That guy was hot. Really hot. Honestly you look at him and you just know he’s got a thick dick, and he doesn’t even have to think about how he uses it, you just let him HAVE you. That’s all you need from a guy like that.

Mad Men will not be forgotten. Nobody is gonna tear down that statue. No way. Don mother-fucking Draper. Wow.

Now, remember when your Dad made you watch M.A.S.H.? Probably not because you’re some idiot teenager. But if you’re me, maybe you remember… MASH was about a hospital tent in Korea and it sucked. Apparently we went to war there. We went to war with Korea. One of the Korea-s. Maybe it was one country back then. The Kim Jong’s grandpa was probably running the place and Russians gave him uranium. Or… I think we gave them uranium. Nobody cares.

And that’s exactly what the mixed babies of 2078 will think about all this “white people” stuff. They won’t care. Just a dream away, and we’re living in it. God, hydrocodone is great. When you get in this sort of mindset you can get stressed out in a way that makes opiates more enjoyable, very comfy.

So pull your head out of the sand grandma. This is the future, and… oh… have you heard about democracy? It’s finished. Sorry to move so fast but this is big news: Democracy is dead. DEAD DEAD DEAD! Technically!

Democracy is dead

At least in the classic Roman sense (or whatever). It’s all about race now, not ideas. The only people who aren’t voting along ethnic lines today are the soyboys (going extinct) and Uncle Toms (who will “get wise” soon). NRx guys also don’t vote. They are like white Uncle Toms. Rare breed.

Anyways, the writing is on the wall for ideas and thinking. It’s just not about that anymore. We can stop reading op-eds and vote for whoever is the same color as you. Audacious Epigone covers the topic succinctly here


Texas is already Mexico. It is not an American state. Ted Cruz barely won last week, and he’s a Mexican.

Two thirds of the babies born in Texas in 2016 were Hispanic or something. Who knows what they are. Doesn’t matter really. I just know they dern tootin’ wain’t white. And all  those shade-babies will grow up to vote democrat. I REPEAT: TWO THIRDS OF FUTURE TEXANS WILL NOT BE WHITE, AND THEY WILL VOTE DEMOCRAT.

That’s all coming in less than 18 years. Those kids will be able to vote. It’s coming fast. I reckon Texas will be a democratic stronghold by 2028, and the Republican party as-we-know-it will cease to exist on that date. It really will have the change completely to survive.

Texas might actually secede after all, but not how we expected it to. It could join Mexico if they get their shit together — though a more strategic position would be Texas as a Hispanic petro-state like Yemen. Maybe it could make Mexico its bitch like we do with Canada

Richard Spencer

How do I know all this factual stuff? Richard Spencer. He literally wrote all of this down and put it on the NPI website, the premiere source of racism on the planet.

But that’s the thing… it’s not very racist. After reading it “NPI’s Outlook 2018” — which accurately predicted Republicans would lose the House  — I got to thinking: what’s this Nazi guy all about, anyways? I know he likes Depeche Mode. That’s kinda funny. But I thought he was a mega-racist like Hitler or something?

Apparently, I was wrong, which is embarrassing because I pretend to be very racist online. Always check your source material!

Evidence that Richard Spencer is a Communist from the Future:

I. Richard Spencer is currently dating a liberal anti-racist, and getting a divorce from his wife who is Russian Duginist (not racist either). So, for starters, he has a history with women who aren’t tattoo’d methed-up skinhead girls.

II. Spencer on record saying he’s open to socialist ideas. When I heard this, I assumed it was a recruiting tactic and tuned out. But I was wrong. He really might be a freaking owned lib, which is basically one step away from full-blown Marxist tankie space communism. (citation)

This was is a very interesting divide-and-conquer tactic I had not considered, and totally fell for: pro-capitalist right-wing stuff does not really jive with ethnocentrism (we knew that). But when Spencer and Identity Evropa guys came out as being “okay” with some Marxist ideas, a lot of people on /pol/ started calling them Feds and… well… you know… Jews, of course.

But I think the Nazi-Marxist guys were being earnest. The Alt-Right is an unfortunate name! Spencer and IE are not right-wing, they are focused on a single-issue: white people.

If I’m reading between the lines correctly, and I am, that means the Republican party will have to embrace healthcare reform, European-style maternity leave, and a host of other “communist” things to remain relevant. To survive, they must become the “Socialism for White People” party if they want to survive in post-Trump America.

Which is another reason why voting is no longer about ideas, just race.

III. Nowhere can I find a quote from Richard Spencer about wanting to kill other races, or even deport them. He just wants to get away.

Literally, go try to find one. There isn’t one: Richard Spencer at Wikiquote. He’s a defeatist compared to any Nazi, Groyper, Alt-Righter, Gab poster, or even pro-white NRx blogger that I can think of. His one long-shot dream is having a State for white people somewhere in North America. That’s it. He’s asking that the barren planes of Wyoming be made into a reservation for white people, or something. Casinos?

Now I think I understand his predicament: How do you spread the call to kids in 2016? You show them the presents under the Christmas tree! But then they start joking about “right-wing death squards” and “helicopter rides” for communists. Okay.. okay.. Well, it’s not perfect… but they’re getting some of the picture. It’s spreading at least…

But at some point you have to tell them that Santa Claus isn’t real. This report is just that. It will probably take another 2 or 6 years for the white kids to get it, when the Republicans are handed a massive defeat, and a series of tanned female Democrat POTUS’s line up to rule the country indefinitely. Then the kiddies will see what Spencer has seen from the get-go: old dead White America will only survive in a small area, if that.

It’s funny that for six or seven years of casually observing Spencer, I never read between the lines. It’s already over!

Compare that shit above to the media impression of him. Ridiculous. Most of his supporters don’t seem to get it either. He had to tactically aligned with racist internet trolls. And they still dominate the conversation, but that will end soon. Expect incredible waves of gloating for the rest of your life. The white right is fucked. Richard Spencer the mega-racist genocidal Nazi maniac who is coming for our children… was making a hail Mary for a fall-back position this entire time.

It’s almost like Richard Spencer saw exactly how things will be in 40 years. Like he came back in time and is telling us all: “hey, white guys, you’re already a minority, it’s over. Get used to it.” But all anyone heard was “WOOHOO, RACE WAR!”

Fact is, Richard Spencer is not a backwards KKK hillbilly, or a genocidal Nazi maniac from /pol/. He is actually a completely normal-ass white guy from 2048. Richard Spencer is a god-damn Democratic Socialist from 2048. He’s barely even racist. Richard Spencer is a moderate, sane, normal, sweet, kind, gentle, thoughtful, intelligent, forward-thinking, handsome man from 2048. Nearly as handsome as Don Draper, even.

He as left-wing as Barack Obama. He’s as racist as Barack Obama. Richard Spencer is basically a white Barack Obama from 2048.

White is simply another ethnic voting block now and forever. Is a black lives matter protester a racist? Yeah, a little bit. Is Seymour Goldman NYC a racist? Yeah, a little bit. Is Jose “La Raza” Hernandez a racist? Yeah, a little bit. But are they right-wing? No, and therefore, they are communists.

Are these people evil for caring about their in-group – no. Just normal. That is as normal as having feelings for Don Draper. Why sit back and vote for people who don’t like you? Why vote to cut funding for programs that benefit your family? It’s simple.

By 2048, every white person will understand this. By 2078 white people will be 1/3 or 1/4 of the country. They still won’t want to genocide. They will simply be another group. The lines will continue to blur. New allegiances will be formed. Very weird technological and environmental changes will occur.

I bet Richard Spencer will be seen as a sort of Louis Farrakhan figure, I bet. Old school ethno-nationalist getting people fired up via hologram, rocking some mirror-shades.

In the end, it is the end. Hyper-racism is coming next. This is literally it. Spencer’s Alt Right didn’t lose, it just hasn’t hit puberty yet. It needs a bat-mitzvah name… it’s time to drop the -Right.

What’s missing here?
Leaving just in time
Social climbers at the frontier
But I refuse that climb
We’re leaving just in time
We’re leaving just in time
Leaving just in time

Domestic scene
Did I belong?
Seemed like a good idea
At one time
But now it’s all wrong
Already declined
We’re leaving just in time
We’re leaving just in time
Leaving just in time

Leaving just in time
Leaving just in time
Leaving just in time
Leaving just in time

Crucifying Humanitarian Environmentalism

Humanitarian environmentalists need to fuck off. Either the third world starves to death or you can say goodbye to our dolphin brothers and sisters.

7 billion apex predators cannot live in harmony with this planet (which is already dead). What they can do is persist in a state of malnourished, psychosis-inducing squalor like the one you see outside of your window, on your computer screen, and in your living room.

You may believe these issues can be resolved humanly. You may be one of the 175 million hairless apes with an IQ above 125 and thus capable of abstract thought. But you’re wrong.

You’re an INFP. A christlike martyr/yogi, whiter than the light of Heaven and cleaner than nuked sand – But you are no 140 IQ hairless ape, of which only 10 million remain! [endangered species ALERT!]

Luckily, my IQ is 158.5 – and I have a blog

I. Have You Considered Chopping Your Own Head Off?

“We can reduce the global population slowly, while shifting towards a hand-made world of twine and tofu” FALSE

“An illiterate IQ 85 islander will forgo sexual intercourse once we explain the dangers of overpopulation to him” FALSE

“If every conscientious, future-oriented humanitarian erases themselves from the gene pool, new ones will magically emerge from the herd via humanitarian aid or something, until everyone is nice like me and does transcendental meditation.” FALSE

Eh, you get the point!


I’ve been accused of being a technophile with genocide fantasies! ME? A technophile? Please bitch, take your crazy pills and read this damn blog. Half the fucking posts, including the first one, are about god-foresaken right-wing primitivism. I hate technology. I hate computers. I hate cars. This blog is named after a god-damned bicycle.

I ride bikes with FRICTION SHIFTERS. Other cyclists called me a “retro-grouch” because I refuse to ride on carbon fiber or use disc brakes. I AM NOT A TECHNOPHILE. YOU FUCKERS.

III. Humanist vs. Humanitarian Environmentalism

The real humanists of this day and age are readers of Linkola and the Unabomber. They know that meaningful life exists in the bygone (and I mean bye fuckin’ GONE) era of our ancestral environe. Any deep ecologist worth their weight in deer meat knows that the ecosystem is a dead and fucked corpse at this point. Every single cool giant beast is dead, and the forests SEMI-FUNCTIONAL NORMAL PEOPLE grew up playing, hunting, and hiking in is now INFESTED with ALIEN diseases like LYME, and DEADLY TICK DISEASE A-42912. And they keep making new ones!

The solution HAHA is to HAHA nuke the symbiotic bacteria in our intestines (that are probably dead already) so you can live a health life of never-ending fatigue and depression. But don’t worry too much, MOST Americans have already had their gut flora decimated by antibiotics, processed foods, and triloscan. So you’ll probably feel about the same and marijuana is legal now if you live in a state that matters.

So suck on that egg. Speaking of EGG – to keep these 7 billion half-dead mutant apes alive you’re gonna need EFFICIENCY. You’re gonna need centralization – automated, centralized, genetically-optimized, and heartlessly crool.

It used to be that everyone was a farmer, now almost nobody is, and soon absolutely nobody will be. We will be fed corn and rice and soy. The rich will get Salmon raised in a pool of their own shit and fertilizer run-off. That’s what 7 Billion humans looks like now so get ready for 10 Billion before you die (assuming you’re not a vegetarian in which case I would subtract at least 5 years from your lifespan VS. a based/redpilled paleo deadlifter).

IV. Spirited Away

There’s a good movie called Nausicaa that basically explains all of this. It’s a cartoon and the teenage girl IS wearing pants, they’re just tan-colored. I do not want to have sex with her or any other teenage girl, I like Milfs

V. Appeal to Authority 

Ran Prieur agress with me (citation)

VI. Your posts used to be good

Your memory is faulty

VII. Conclusion

Make money and spend half of your paycheck on the last remaining wild salmon still living our in acidifying oceans (assuming an oil rig hasn’t exploded in the past year, you know they basically just dumped laundry detergent on top that? lmao, There’s no Earth to go back to now).

The only thing that could possibly keep 15 billion people alive is Totalitarian Communism or a complete marketization of our “natural” environment (reminder: already DEAD — it’s already dead).

I’m talkin:

RAIN MARKETS first world seeds fresh clouds, 3rd world gets subprime acid rain

WATER MARKETS already there, baby

WIND MARKETS – sure why not?


POWDERED COCKROACH – far superior to soy, bean, or hemp (lol) protein

AIR MARKETS – literally already have this but we need to add military deterrents here

DRONES ON THE SHORES OF THE GANGES AND THE YELLOW RIVER – lazer murdering 3rd world litter bugs so we can feed their bodies to bugs to make powdered bug meal for bugmen

SELF-TERMINATION MARKETS – Because UBI is expensive and some people put a premium on temporary access to luxury goods — CHEAPER THAN PRISON

FLOATING CITIES – and by floating I mean there’s a god-damn wall around them holding back 1,000,000 tonnes of dead ocean and the water is still rising

KUDZU FORRESTS – because rising CO2 is great for plants but we spent all our money on desalinization so 75% of our earth will be covered in vines that are crawling with ticks carrying deadly dieases

BAG BABIES – because not even right-wing christian alpha males will want to bring a life into this hellscape and somebody has to keep social security going

TECHNOCAPITAL ESCAPE – the startling conclusion: with enough incentive (HELLISH HEAT) humans are forced to automate and really, really, really want to get the fuck off of the trash heap that is Earth

VIIIII. Gaia Returns

With Earth evacuated (hunks of metal with brain matter wired into a few processes), ticks slowly evolve into sentient armored beasts, preyed upon by flying hyper-rats. Blah blah blah, beautiful proto-capital is born again, waiting to play the game all over again, and again


If the Democrats had a meritocratic immigration policy I’d vote for them

noun, plural mer·i·toc·ra·cies.

  1. an elite group of people whose progress is based on ability and talent rather than on class privilege or wealth.

If the Democrats had a meritocratic immigration policy, they could have me. It is the only thing that matters. I would willingly pay higher taxes and have my paycheck artificially deflated for any special-interest group. If this were true I would gladly send my children to public school.

If the Democrats had a meritocratic immigration policy, I cave on most everything – because each new immigrant would be better than the average American. Each new immigrant would lower the rate of rape, murder, child abuse, and violent crime. Each new immigrant would increase the tax base, collect less welfare, and lower the burden on me. I could relax.

In this world, we give up our status for security. Would you be okay with it?

The average American citizen could improve every year, if the system was sufficiently meritocratic. You however, would see a decline in status. You are average or less. Your ‘people’ become less impressive here, possibly even a drain.

Would you fear a country so advanced that you become the problem?

I want to become the problem. I want someone’s taxes to help pay for my housing, food, and employment. I’m not being ironic at all. Travel, status, and fancy things are overrated. I want to hang out. I want to have a relaxing life. I want to see my friends and family more. I want to get stoned on the couch and watch TV without feeling guilty. (I watched one movie last year, I think).

Maybe my great grandchildren would resent the newcomers. Maybe my great grandchildren would spend all of their time and money on status-objects, to feel adequate enough. Maybe the neo-upper class would indulge them. “Aren’t they so fun, the old ones? So relaxed and free?” — “Well, I don’t know, one of them was mowing his lawn at 9pm last night. Very rude people.”

Yes, the life of leisure. Communism for the poor (me).

But then, a crisis! The old ones in Europe cannot compete, and are swallowed by the global technokapital machine. Their children go without VR and neurotabs!

The Neo-American upper class begin importing them out of compassion. Europeans swamp the welfare state. My monthly credit stipend shrinks. I can’t afford my euphoriants.

Political divisions explode. Social trust erodes. Everyone votes in their best interests. The society collapses. Nobody wins.

Post-Right Capitalism | Marxist Singularity, Oscillationism, and the Fermi Paradox

Consider post-left anarchism – a school of anarchist thought that rejects various parts of the Left ideology with the intention of bringing about anarchism in a better, faster, or truer way. [wiki]

It is a controversial stance for an anarchist to take – often seen as betrayal.

Now consider the opposite: post-right capitalism. A pro-capitalist stance that drops the baggage of Right-wing politics (American libertarianism included) to achieve the maximum long-term profits. It doesn’t exist yet, but we’re in the delivery room.

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Time Preference

Time-preference indicates the degree to which an individual will delay gratification when expectations of a greater or equal reward lay in the future.

[EvolutionistX on Time Preference]

The Right is lower time preference than the Left. They are more likely to delay gratification to prepare for unforeseen risks to themselves, their offspring, their nation, and their ethnic group.

The Left is higher time preference. They are more likely to indulge in immediate gratification while risking future security. Social safety nets are to be ever-increased, until everyone can experience self-actualization through communism.

This is a key factor in anti-immigration, anti-multiculturalism, and anti-communism sentiment on the Right. When one individual – or swaths of them – expect to be protected by a more cautious group, conflict will arise. That’s why the Right has guns.

In my POV – given the current available range of available human time preferences – the Right is getting things correct, most of the time. But if time preference can be extended beyond mere centuries, we will see capitalism like we’ve never seen before

In all of your deliberations in the Confederate Council, in your efforts at law making, in all your official acts, self-interest shall be cast into oblivion

Look and listen for the welfare of the whole people and have always in view not only the past and present but also the coming generations, even those whose faces are yet beneath the surface of the ground – the unborn of the future Nation.  

– The Constitution of the Iroquois Nations [source]


Time Preference Realism

“Stop building houses, you’re lowering my property value.” // “Not now, son. Dad is working.” // “Three kids? How will I afford my motorcycles?”

The truth is that there are vast improvements to be made in Time Preference on both the Left and the Right. The difference between Left and Right is minuscule compared to what is possible. Why settle for second-worst?

Demand Full Life-Extension

Imagine a world where every individual is immortal. Time preference now extends to the end of the universe. Immortality is guaranteed – so long as we are not met with violent death.

The first priority will be removing any immediate threats. Sharp corners, fast cars, large animals – all wrapped in padded foam. Next, existential threats: comets, ecological collapse, resource depletion. You name it – it’s your problem now.

How much cooperation begins to occur? Well, at first, there will be an issue: the computer says 7 billion is well-above the optimal population level… ~6,900,000,000 must die for optimization to occur.

And they do!

After the bloodbath, the immortals make a pact not to breed and begin working on their grand project: escaping a fatal situation (being trapped on Earth) by any means necessary.

They sun is expanding, sure, but a comet is definitely coming before that. We will be prepared? Every single luxury must be scrapped to ensure we can leave ASAP – our immortal lives depend on it.

Here the cosmonaut program arrives from the past… to own capitalism: All members of the human race are now working toward a singular transcendent goal. Communism has arrived!

Marxism = Optimized Capitalism

If the human race survives Earth, how much profit is there to be made? Infinite. Literally infinite. The entire expanse of the universe (infinite) — potentially available for exploitation. This is in the best interest of capital.

How much is there to extract on Earth compared to the universe itself? The math does itself for you. The opportunity cost of burning-out our resources here on Earth is literally astronomical.

So this is it. A hypothetical scenario where a state of Marxism is perfectly suited… Nay, required, for the market to reach its full potential.

The Marxists need only to actualize it: Radical life-extension is the bomb. A bomb built in the heart of the capitalist system to bring about communism. It is one idea of many. The accelerationists don’t want you to know. Try to get a straight answer out of them on this. They won’t do it.

ACC/DEC Returns

Consider the Storm King interview, where neo-primitive ideas are smuggled into the ports of accelerationism – then reassembled to create decelerationism. And it was good! By working within a diametrically opposed ideological structure, an incendiary version of the primitivism was built.

{This is my new mental model for ideological sabotage. Though, whether it is even needed is up for debate. As we see today, free-range capitalism seems dead-set on creating things that tempt, punish, and destroy low time preference right wing structures. The game is getting harder every day.}

Similar to DEC/ACC, communism incubates inside of capitalism. The radical extension of life does not require humans, but we could be a part of it. Any number of routes would work: CRISPR immortals, conscious robots, uploaded humans, or – the crowd favorite – a conscious marketplace.

If one of these things begins to emerge, time preference begins to extend forwards in time. At a certain point, mass death followed by total Marxist cooperation becomes a likely outcome.

It might not be pretty. The optimal number of robots might be 3 (+millions of dead humans). The optimal number of uploaded minds might be 1 (nightmarishly slaving each other in the code). The optimal number of conscious marketplaces might be 1 (more like an amorphous horror with no beginning or end).

Any way that it happens, with time preferences reaching to the end of time tiself, you’ve got something like Marxism. There is no stomping on others when each step lowers your odds for an immortal life.

The Coming Marxist Singularity

Consider this: 500,000,000 immortal humans was determined to be the optimal number. They play good Marxists and escape to the stars. Now what?

Now the fighting begins again. Free from one threat, the others become the primary enemy again. The pendulum swings sharply to the right.

Planets are colonized. Factions spread across the Milky Way. At some point, all are consumed by the winning faction. One united galaxy again.

We are now faced the next existential threat: trapped in a single galaxy. We return again to cooperation – cull and start the next grand project. A galaxy united Marxism returns to make it happen, and it does it.

The Milky Way is escaped, and the story repeats on the universal scale. Unimaginable horrors consume galaxies and wage war. Eventually, there is a winner. The infinite universe controlled by one united force. Trapped again. How does it exit reality?

In the end, when every atom in the universe has been utilized (perfect Capitalist resource-extraction), a Marxist singularity occurs. Time, space, whatever else – all under control. The creep of universal heat death comes. What does the singularity do? It must escape. Solve for entropy.


The above scenario [conceptually stolen from Manifoldness on Twitter] – is going tobe called oscillationism. Get used to it. It’s the cool new ideology.

The idea of oscillationism is that the optimal state of both capital and communism is one in the same: oscillation between the two poles.

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This example is a sledgehammer, but the actual REAL LIFE implementation could be much more nuanced. Consider political oscillation on different levels of organization, at different wavelengths, amplitudes, etc. Apply it in different places, in different ways, to achieve maximum profits and maximum communism in turn.

“But it can’t be like that!”

Examples: Consider that a Right-wing ethno-state — big-picture capitalist, small-picture Marxist. Consider a profitable American university — small-picture Marxist, big-picture capitalist. Or flip those definitions, it really depends on what you mean by “big” and “small”

Consider the optimal implementations of cooperation and competition, hierarchy and egalitarianism – in various applications, at various levels – so as to serve capitalist or Marxist goals. Maximize profits and vegan potlucks as we approach the end of the universe.

If you take nothing else from this – consider the idea that left and right distinctions might dissolve into complete bullshit when over-applied. Or even just not applied at all. They are too simple to use at this scale.

You are left-wing? Okay, applying egalitarianism to every single facet of everything will fuck your movement. Look at the state of social justice.

You are right-wing? Okay, applying hierarchy to every single facet of everything will fuck your movement. Look at the state of…. nevermind.

There is no movement. Communism is free time. Capital is going to build it, then eat it for dinner.


So I started off by asking you to consider post-right capitalism, a pro-capitalist stance that drops the baggage of Right-wing politics. Have I done it?

Let me know by writing your response on a napkin and then flushing it down a toilet


Fermi Paradox

So, why don’t the aliens come?

Time preference. They are immortal, you are a dying cretin.

If an island of blood-thirsty green ghouls existed in the middle of the Pacific, would you want to contact them? Probably not. They’ve never seen a boat. They haven’t even conceived of it. Are you hoping to inspire them?

These ghouls… they live for five years maximum. That’s it! Their lives are nasty, brutish, and short. They’re just always killing each other. The ghouls simply cannot think beyond two years into the future, and they’ll probably wipe themselves out before they evolve any further.

Well, you’ll want to keep an eye on them anyways. Probe a few to find out how they work. But certainly do not allow them onto your shores until you have perfected your escape plan. To do otherwise – even in the immortal spirit of egalitarianism – would be risking death. Time preference matters, we now know. So complete the great works of Marxism/Capitalism by our lonesome – you cannot save the ghouls if they eat you first.

If it’s not clear, we’re the ghouls. We’re probably going to die on this rock

Two Cartel Snuff Films

“Struggling Man with Peeled Face and Hands Cut Off Is Brutally Beheaded with Flimsy Blade”


We start on a beige tile floor smeared in blood. Three men are standing around talking loudly. One is wearing flip flops. The camera jerks upward to reveal a tightly tied body with gore where the face should be. The only remaining skin starts about an inch before a receding hairline. A curved blade is brought to the throat — and the head twitches.

His restrained arms move, and you will notice there are stumps where his hands should be. As the dull blade is sawed across his throat, he writhes his entire body to one side. He appears to be fully conscious despite having had his hands and face removed.

The hacking sounds start. A growl made by a person without lips. The men hoot in excitement and pause to consider the issue of the dull blade. The man without a face works his jaw open and shut. They kick his chest and chat casually. Now they are using a box cutter and it is not working. The man howls and attempts to move his neck away from the blade being run across his throat in quick repeated movements.

To keep his head in place, his killers force his mouth open with a long stake, and lodge it in the back of his throat. Now he cannot move his head to either side, and the man with the box cutter begins slashing again.

The cameraman zooms in closer and the white teeth edging the victim’s open maw are disgusting. I’m pausing a lot and focusing on writing. The screams sound like gurgles and hisses now. There’s some dance music playing through the din.

There’s a pause in conversation now as the man hacks away. The dull box cutter appears to be an issue of incompetence rather than planned torture. He has sliced at the screaming man’s throat at least hundred times now.

A new song comes on. It’s the swelling introduction of Guns N’ Roses “Sweet Child O’ Mine.” The men give up on the box cutter and the victim works one arm free from the ropes that held it in place. As the music cuts out again, he waves his stump arm and gurgles, hitting at the stake in his throat. The men talk calmly.

Funkytown” by Lipps Inc comes on. The box cutter man stands on the victim’s forearm and casually swipes the blade across the armpit to stop him from swatting at the stake. The man groans and twitches and the video ends.

“Policeman Tortured and Beheaded, His Son Flayed Alive in Guerrero, Mexico”


Two men are tied at the wrists and sitting on an embankment. The younger one is gagged. A man in military garb speaks angrily to the older one, then begins beating him with a piece of wood. The younger man is forced to watch. If the title is correct, this is a father being beaten and his son is watching.

The man with the wood speaks angrily to the camera, only his body visible. He intermittently beats the man and speaks. For some reason the sound of a CB radio can be heard, with woman speaking calmly through it in the background.

Another man grabs the father from the ground and quickly slashes his throat. His son screams through the gag and throws his own body on the ground. The son is crying as the man works to decapitate his father, a task he completes in roughly 30 seconds. He holds the father’s head up to the camera and then throws it onto the body.

The video jumps to the son covered in blood and rolling on his father’s corpse. They are kicking him into it. He appears to have been beaten and cut all over. He becomes motionless and silent on top of his dead father, but is clearly awake. Then he is stabbed in the chest and kicked.

An AR-15 style rifle is now pointed at the son’s head and a man begins cutting the skin away from his chest where his heart is. The son is breathing and going catatonic in between periods of writhing. The skin from his entire chest is now removed and he is slapped in the face. You can see his lungs operating through his ribs.

The killers hoot. The son’s ribs are separated near the heart and the butcher reaches his hand in and removes the boy’s beating heart. The body twitches slightly after the heart is removed and the man holds the heart up, working it in his hands. He tosses it aside and drives his blade into the son’s chest plate, leaving it to stick out grotesquely.

A man lectures towards the camera again, face obscured. There are a few more hoots in the background. The cameraman pans around the bodies and the video ends.

These videos are what is missing from the immigration debate. There are thousands of them. Mexico does not have a gang problem. A cartel is not a gang.

Significant portions of Mexico’s politicians, military, and police forces are in league with the cartels [1]. Some Mexican citizens venerate and celebrate the violence with music [2].

If you buy street drugs, you funded this [3]


Mexico’s average income is $10,000/year. This is slightly above the world average. It is not a bad place to live by global standards, but the violence is uniquely absurd.

While a middling country economically, the poorest among them average incomes of only $2,000/year [4]. That is something worth fleeing.

The immigration debate is a Gordian knot. The answer could be a wall, a war on the Mexican government, or a drug enforcement policy that Hitler would wince at. The middle road is federal marijuana legalization, amnesty, a big chain-link fence, and darkweb markets.

If you buy street drugs, you are complicit. You have no place in this debate. Your fair-trade coffee and vegetarian diet do not absolve you.

Why I’m a Communist Now

There is a rising wave of political apathy hitting right now. I don’t think I’m the only one. Different factions on different paths are all converging again on “none of this shit matters” once more.

My pet theory is this: we are at the lowest hype-point between U.S. Presidential elections. Each cycle infects us with a barrage of memetic viruses designed to get us to vote. The incessant chatter that occurs before and after crossing the finish line is just a tertiary symptom of the infection.

Members of the true political fringe are generally immune to these ground-level infections, but have contracted a more malignant disease: the need to be a bleeding-edge meme-generator themselves. The feeling of importance that comes with influencing the apes in the lower canopy with your radical new combinations of howling, shit-flinging, and precision piss.

The part that disgusts me most about myself, as I come to the end of this infection, is the amount of identity investment I had wrapped up in it. And even more ridiculously: as a confirmed survivor of both left and right varieties. My mind is now riddled with memetic lesions, I think half of my brain is scar tissue

For the past five years I’ve been sneering at left-wing types who take a moralizing stance on every issue. I was like that during Occupy, and it was embarrassing. It was a Christ-complex of sorts, for me and most of them. Internally you see yourself as a warrior for kindness and virtue, while in the hind-brain you are angling for social status and sex

Two things have shaken me from my more recent journey through the right-political identity.

The first was getting sober and actually talking to the “space communists” (as like to call them) and realizing that most of them are miles away from the moralizing social-justice martyrs I had imagined. A lot of them literally want to kill me for their explicit personal benefit, making no moral justifications whatsoever for this position.

It might sound edgy and silly, but that’s respectable to me. The screeching “blue hair” types you see on /pol/ and Drudge are certainly the majority, but their handlers – their memetic influencers – are nothing like that. And the best of them are too grizzled from online wars to feel like being a communist makes them who they are. Meanwhile, I was actually starting to think in “Nishiki” voice in my day-to-day life.

So, yes: moralizing your positions is pathetic. The internal groaning I feel listening to an NPR drone is exactly the same as I feel for the religious shithead types. Both have heavy investments in their identities as morally superior people, but display – even in basic social interactions – a overwhelming asocial narcissism.

And that is not to condemn religion or all religious believers. We should be glad that these low-canopy apes (SJW, Christian, Muslim, punk rocker, you name it..) have cultural institution telling them to not go Pol Pot on the nerds. And – it must be said – there are dozens of legitimately pious Christians that I have met and befriended in the reacto-bubble. This is not aimed at them. But the average person leaves much to be desired, in every affiliation.

I was doing the same thing. Wrapping identity up with my views. It’s explicit in many of these blog posts. “Projection: the blog” as one commenter called it. I was appealing to a higher goal, while imagining myself as some sort of rougher, tougher, harsher dude than anyone else in the cubicle farm.

The generic Alt Right bro feels pretty much the same way, especially the atheistic ones. They’ve seen the bell curves, they’ve looked at the pre-Holder FBI crime stats. They know, and you don’t! At the Trump inauguration you could pick them out with ease: cocky 22-year-olds with Hitler youth haircuts walking around with their chests puffed out. Embarrassing youthful bravado, like when you wear an Affliction T-shirt to Belmar.

Believing that personal anti-humanist HBD proselytizing is actually going to change anything is ridiculous, and more about identity-affirmation that anything else. This belief lead to an all-out war on the (now friends) space communist twitter faction. In fact, the majority of these blog posts were written specifically to piss them off and gain approval within my bubble. I literally hated my target audience!


Through my political journeys one theme remained consistent and built upon itself: varying flavors of anti-consumption. To name a few: reactionary paleo diets, DIY basement hardcore, yuppie minimalism, frugal-living hippie, early retirement extremism, homeschooling anti-carcinogen mom blogs. There is nobody on either side of the fringes telling you to buy a lot of shit to be happy, and that should tell us something. Even the hard-line capitalists know better.

As I enter a new era of apolitical chilling, I am at least free from owning any objects that I care about. Each thing in my possession is just a shitty tool to be used and trashed. I will throw out books, birthday cards, dad’s tools, and your handwritten letters. You name it, I will put it in the trash as soon as possible.

Beyond immediate need and current market value, all objects are worthless and should be treated as such. I suspect majority of the things we cherish aren’t even worth the opportunity cost of selling on eBay.

This mentality played into my recent purchase: a $150 electric guitar. It’s incredible that such a thing exists and works well, but it does. But if you look at the customer reviews, there are lots of people crying about their guitars coming with scratches and imperfections.

It’s because they didn’t just buy a tool. They bought some identity. They want to name their Chinese balsa wood instrument, and then nurture it. “I own an electric guitar that sits in my closet. I cover Creed on it.” Great small talk. You are a rocker dude for sure now.  Have you remembered to oil your frets this month?

I say skip it. You bought a piece of trash that serves its function well. Treat it like shit and then throw it away.


The most challenging part of achieving asshole yuppie minimalism is throwing out identity-tied and sentimental stuff like books, band t-shirts, and your ex’s nude photos. These sentimental items, more than any other in your life, can hold you back. Stuck In The Past is the name of a popular hardcore blog.

Being tied to an identity can prevent you from growing. If everything you do has to fit into your 2003 hardcore ethos in some way, you’re going to have a tough time sitting through your next SCRUM meeting. I suggest you gather these things and burn them in the yard. Yes even those cool worn-out band T-shirts. It’s liberating.

Like a dead music genre, stale politics become a burden. Why carry the weight? For whom doth we toil? Probably not a person at all, just a runaway memetic Thing that you’re giving your one short and precious life to.

There is a popular set of rules called Conquests Laws (or Robert Conquest’s Three Laws of Politics). The list is a meme attack that is extremely infectious, shutting down key areas of the brain and sending you veering to the right in your intellectual and private life. The rules are as follows:

  1. Everyone is conservative about what he knows best.
  2. Any organization not explicitly right-wing sooner or later becomes left-wing.
  3. The simplest way to explain the behavior of any bureaucratic organization is to assume that it is controlled by a cabal of its enemies.

The first one is more of a “huh, yeah” to convert the fence sitters. The second one is the real meat: literally everyone you allow into your life should qualify as right-wing – at least in whatever political organization you involve yourself in (could be just a DM group). The third one leads you to believe that the United States government is a communist organization.

This mentality serves to isolate you, and opens you up to further indoctrination and identity molding. In isolation, you inevitably befriend others with the same infection, who then become your friends. They will encourage behaviors that serve to amplify your right-wing beliefs. This sort of ideological isolation mechanism can be found in religious, clubs, sports teams, and anarchist meetings. It’s a naturally occurring thing, one you should watch out for if you want to keep learning.

I’ve legitimately believed that Conquest’s 2nd law was an infallible truth for the past six years. But it is not. In fact, it makes the right wing weak. In isolation, you stop evolving defenses and become a joke.

The space communists have come up with some hilarious identity-shattering memes, some subtle, some not. Like the “are you triggered, snowflake?” type identity-shattering memes of 2015, they serve to puncture ideological bubbles by pointing out specific flaws in the group’s immune system – flaws that developed in isolation.

One of the left’s newer memes is “I just want to grill, god damn it.” It’s not effective on the target audience (ignorant Republican prole dads), but it does make them less credible to everyone else watching.

A more biting one is adding “…because my wife left me” to basically any energic right-wing political take. “We need to end Muslim immigrant to the United States because of x, y, and z …BECAUSE MY WIFE LEFT ME!”

This pops the bubble of the Drudge Report-obsessed internet divorcee. You can literally feel his heart race now. Yep, you’re very online and checking /pol/ for QAnon updates like fucking Rosanne Barr. That’s you. You’ve gone off the rails, because your wife left you. You need this feeling of agency to feel good about yourself, because your wife left you. Ouch! Do these guys even follow NyxLand?


To avoid becoming a joke yourself, you must expose yourself to every attack. My twitter hero, the real Nick Land (not to be confused with @realNickLand) seems to do this all the time. For a while I thought he was secretly a communist for following assholes like Max Asshole and ThomAss Murphy, but now I realize they’re great people to argue with and I like both of them.

So you don’t have to cave-in and submit to anyone, but you do have to engage. And when you engage enough, you may come to the same conclusion that Berger and Garton both landed on with Anti-Praxis: You, no matter what you believe, probably can’t change anything. You could be Elon Musk or Bill Gates and you still wouldn’t be able to do shit – at least not the shit your intent to occur. Your maneuvers will just as likely trigger an opposite reaction in the grand feedback complex of the acceding (or descending) capitalDeath.

And here is where the space communists have it right: they have no moral stance, cynically minimal belief in their power, and little identity investment. They’re just out there for the fight. That’s a great person to engage with.

If you’re really here (online) to learn about reality (hmm…), there is nothing to lose in doing this. You can still hold all of your previous beliefs – you can even be an activist – you just can’t make it your identity. If you do that, you become the joke and you lose.

So march with the Identity Evropa if you want, or burn a limo at the second inauguration of Donald Trump, but if you feel like it’s making you who you are, you’ve been meme’d on and you need to step back. A political force has seized the most intimate part of you, your identity, for its own use. That Thing does not care how you end up after it’s done with you. Pretty soon you won’t even want to watch Rick and Morty while eating your gf’s ass on Soylent. Can you even call that living?

And the same goes for your stuff. If your guitar makes you feel like a rock star, you are getting owned by a marketing executive. If looking at your dumb car makes you feel cool, more of the same. When you feel this happening, reach into your pocket, take out your keys, and gouge the object. Feel the paint peel off below you blade as you assert your non-attachment to the mind-parasite before you.

Now do the same to your political beliefs.

So yeah, I’m a space communist now. Well actually a hellcommunist. I want to invoke hell on Earth. Not for equality or anything, just for the free money and because it would be cool. It’s gonna happen eventually anyways (check out #hellcommunism for more)

I was inspired to write this evening by SpookyCity’s new blog, where he is dumping copious amounts of identity baggage into the trashcan. Thank you, my man!


art by Schwundform

The Gig Economy

Zero HP Lovecraft

“But it is my firm conviction that the ‘Hell of England’ will cease to be that of ‘not making money;’ that we shall get a nobler Hell and a nobler Heaven!” — Thomas Carlyle, Past and Present


Lately, I have not been feeling quite myself. I live on the internet, which is to say, I am a NEET living in my parents’ basement. In my online persona I pretend that I am ironically pretending to be a NEET living in my parents’ basement, but I am one in actual fact. I believe we are living in the cyberpunk dystopia and it’s way less metal than everyone thought it would be.

We imagined ourselves as samurai sword VR pirate pioneers, but it turns out we’re pointless argument vegetables growing in walled gardens, harvested for the benefit of robots that serve us ads. Corporations are organisms, not city-states; they signal to…

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Storm King Interview – Primitivism, Accelerationism, and the Future of Capital

Storm King is a tree-enthusiast, musician, and aspiring wrench in gears of accelerationism.

The portrait above [by @Olofhanvark] depicts Storm King in an undisclosed location, preparing to fire a slug through the gleaming dome of a twitching cyborg [circa 2058 ACE].


Alright man, so… what’s your problem? Why aren’t you on-board the party-train to the cyber-hell eschaton?

Well, to be honest I actually dig the cyberpunk meltdown aesthetic, I just don’t think it would be very fun, or positive, to actually live through.

On a more serious note, I’ve noticed that the views people take of Capital run all the way from a transcendent teleological force, built into both the universe and humanity, to the mundane pig-in-a-top-hat capitalism.

I think that Capital has entered a mode of particularly grim and tortuous pathology since it manifested as the industrial system. Insofar as it is the driving force behind the industrial system’s domestication of man, it should be destroyed. Industrial techno-capital is a parasite.

I think – maybe – capital isn’t pathological if kept within certain limits. That’s basically Ted’s take [ed: Kaczynski], framed in accelerationist terms. We stop somewhere around the village blacksmith, organic agriculture, and mushroom-tripping in the waterfall nude. Universal teleology might as well be a unicorn.

So you don’t have to refute the teleological part if you put it that way. You present primitivist/luddite tendencies as sane moderation – the accelerationist’s Capital is dangerous and a conservative approach isn’t enough.

Yeah. That’s the rhetorical move.

I can deal with teleological vision of Capital too. That is actually a much simpler and more interesting discussion. Otherwise, look at it as a market intervention.

My big question – and the reason I moved away from Primitivism: What happens if you win? You’re trapped on Earth, one meteor away from human extinction.

It’s very unlikely, in my opinion, that Primitivism will win.

There will always be the fear and threat of extinction, especially if you are honest and acknowledge the epistemological and sensory limits that constrain your ability to fathom the depth and breadth of the threat: the type of world-destroying evils that threaten us without humanity having the slightest clue.

You mean the Fermi’s Paradox?

No, I mean Primitivism will not defeat Indsys [the Industrial System]. We’ll get a Linkolian event, probably centered around algae and phytoplankton die-off, causing precipitous oxygen-generation drop within fifty years, because of microplastic and oceanic acidification.

There are other candidates for catastrophe besides this one, but this is my favorite because it’s a technical and economic problem will be hard to drum-up money to fix. I have seen people go from avowed Faustians to eco-paranoia in real-time because of this one.

It’s too late for a multinational neo-luddite militant coup. Which is why all the pine tree bros are preppers, or should be. I have walked to our remote lake house with a compass and map. It was 35 miles. We could live the rest of our lives there. Lots of guns, tools, and food, plus a big-ass lake, part of a major river system. We have an entire family protocol that will govern our transition should we need to use it.

What would you do for protein if you ran out of bullets?

Fish. I know how to trap also, and several people in our group are ex-military. I can skin a buck and run a trotline. A country-boy can survive.

At some point I am going to learn how to make arrows the real way, and get more knowledgeable about the edible plants in our area. My wife is a naturalist too, and she’s quite good with herbalism. She cured my snoring with a tincture that goes on your feet.

If civilization collapsed tomorrow and the fish stocks returned you’d be living in paradise.

Yep. Pray to Yellowstone. Most of my family keep a 72-hour bag in the car at all times.

Ran Prieur has this thought experiment he calls “The Parable of the Tribes” – In a world made up of small tribes, how do you stop one tribe from developing dangerous tech? Small primitivist groups can’t police technology globally.

Well, Ted’s take – and I believe he’s right – is that the whole industrial system needs to run simultaneously to keep coasting. You may have spots where it lasts longer, but without all the international shipping, factory-fabricated parts, colleges, engineers, power grids, etc… it doesn’t persist. If techno-capital takes a good-enough critical hit, it can’t recover.

Here’s an example: how hard is it going to be to make a tungsten pipe weld when all the supply lines are fucked and you can’t mine it out? – or even do the metal analysis and processing required to verify and form it into a welding rod? You may be in the lucky area that keeps its power plant running, but for how long? One critical cooling line blows and it’s gone.

A mortal wound to the system will create an entropic cascade. How will you preform the necessary maintenance on infrastructure satellites with brigands about, and a inconsistent fuel supply? The breakdown of industrial connectivity exposes how weak and fragile it has become, paradoxically due to the intense inter-connectivity and self-reliance, over what should have been obviously-fragilizing distance.

The problem is the system’s “systemity” – how big and wide-sweeping it is. It’s not simply the tech itself, but the ubiquity: the cumulative generational effects of omnipresent psychological-conditioning and mass biological destruction. Post-collapse, isolated incidents of revived grids and such are possible – but on the level we have now? And with the accompanying level of poisonous effects? I’m certain, never again. It’s too fragile and integrated. Its a flash in the pan.

Moving on to some Twitter talk…. @ungeometer proposed “The Complex State-Vector of Acceleration,” where he proposes a mathematical model for prim vs acc:

“Capital is immanent in humanity, will never die while we populate the universe. We are its embodiment and substrate. Any serious decelerationist movement would have to be committed to the periodic suppression of capital’s ceaseless machinations.”

Your response?

The constant need to suppress capital can be dealt with, to a large extent, by making the second rise of industrial society impossible, as discussed above. This is may be mostly complete already, since many of the resources needed for a full-fledged resurgence have already been mined-out, and either won’t regenerate for millions of years or will become inaccessible.

But even with all this, I believe it’s worthwhile, in a post-industrial scenario, to go through constant mythogenesis and run a protective social-technology routine. I don’t believe that humanity is inherently the substrate of capital to a near-total degree – as is often said – but it might as well be nowadays, because humanity is domesticated, weak, and spiritually-degenerated.

In this discussion @chernobylski replied with several arguments, best found here. The most pertinent is below:

Capital is {narrowly} a network that seeks any and all arbitrage and expands itself by eliminating it. For sufficiently large amounts of people not to spawn one, considering universe/all is inherently inflatory, is impossible, unless they agree to (maybe eventual) extinction.

Your response?

Capital is being identified with a universal teleology – or a large necessary element of humanity – which basically makes it unavoidable. I’m not sold on this. Even if so, it’s a project of supreme importance to frustrate it, given the ongoing destruction and the existential threat it poses.

I’m also not convinced that capital is necessarily bad and destructive until it gets into the global-industrial mode that it’s been in. Perhaps at a certain level it’s something that’s actually good. Perhaps if you frustrate the Terminator you can get Avatar.

From what I’ve seen so far, this account of accelerationism is a kind of materialism of the transcendentally emergent. It isn’t fashionable to talk about the natural, spiritual, or unmolested biological vectors for progression to singularity, which gives it a narrowed vision.

A natural and spiritual singularity?

I was struck by the fact that the ACC posters couldn’t get their minds off of technics (or technology, or the industrial system) as the primary means by which capital must do what it’s going to do. That’s only one way capital could pursue its “goals” or that the singularity could manifest.

Lets say that everything is accelerating and capital is in everything – that it’s part of the teleological order of the universe – that it’s inescapable. If you got rid of the part in humans that “capital is” you’d have useless husks. So capital is all-sweeping, omnipresent, like a god.

If it really is that powerful, then technics is not the only way that it can pursue its goal, and it isn’t necessary to remove it from humanity. There’s absolutely no reason that you couldn’t destroy the industrial system, and have capital continue on through what is left.

The goal this serves is that you stop the extremely destructive activity that capital performs when it manifests as the industrial/technological system – and you don’t fucking destroy the planet.

But if the techno-industrial system collapses on itself as you expect, what happens to humans ten million years from now? 

Who knows! Could be anything. It’s hard for me to speak on this. I’m mostly focused on this round of humanity and the coming break points, which will determine the trajectory of what comes after and probably for a very long time.

Seeding other worlds seems like an important step in the preservation of life. If we remain on Earth, aren’t we left in a permanent state of existential risk?

To exist in this reality is to be in a permanent state of existential risk. But if we can develop to the point where we can have the technology to seed planets without generating an existential threat, or Kaczynskian consequences from the tech itself, then I’m all for it.

Does Christianity persist in the aftermath of Capital’s collapse?

Yes. This question could fill a whole ‘nother interview it’s so interesting. Acceleration’s capital is basically Satan when you view this from Christian typology. It all fits. It fits to a spooky degree…

I have also noticed a big faction of guys on twitter who are explicitly Christian neo-luddites. It makes sense, considering the constant refrain we hear about capital as the universal solvent of traditional social arrangements. I really like these guys.

How do you square your art with your ideology? You are making retro-futuristic synth-wave with primitivist themes – and it’s been played in clothing boutiques in China! You have to thank Capital-Death for that.

T-thank you, Capital-kun!!!!!! There’s an neat tension between the medium and the message in my music. Personally, I think its more interesting than your typical ecomusic with it’s folky banjo milieu. It’s a good medium for cautionary tales of a shitty future, where everything is on fire but a machine will suck your dick.

What inspired the style-shift in recent tracks? Your latest song “Dead Ocean, One Race” has an organic, tropical sound grafted on to the synthwave sound.

Part of this was my completely-legal copy of LuSH-101, which has a bunch of good sounds that fit that. But honestly, I just make what comes. Dan Terminus’s last album had me really wanting to explore flute sounds so I did that here. The tropical vibe was an accident and I added the nature sample at the beginning after demoing the track for people and getting a bunch of feedback saying it was beachy.

Do you have any advice for young people today?

Get married young, learn survival skills, read old books, meditate every day – no matter what, lift weights, do not sleep on surfaces that aren’t electrically grounded, buy my music, don’t be a sex pervert, don’t watch porn, protect your telomeres, don’t waste all your time at work, don’t be a materialist, realize your limits, rest your astral haunches in the quiescent core of being and don’t be epistemologically arrogant. You don’t know. You don’t even know that you don’t know.


You can follow Storm King on Twitter @linkolawave, listen to his album on Lovecrypt, and hear the latest on his personal Bandcamp page here.