I’m trying to come to terms with the fact that wokeness has won.
It’s in the news media, it’s in hollywood, most entertainment, blogs, even academia.
And now that Trump became president once more, it will only get worse. People are already freaking out. They already want to combat him with everything they got. To them, this isn’t a problem of a “con man wins election”. To them, this is “the patriarchy won”. And they will pin that on the average Joe working at Mcdonalds, or on the socially awkward guy flirting with girls at the club, or at the depressed male reddit user who wants advice on how to become more social. Because this is a Marxist ideology. It’s “us” versus “them”. In their ideology, I’m in the “them” category.
My feelings don’t matter. My problems don’t matter. Even my successes don’t matter. If I lose, it’s irrelevant, trivial, and my fault. If I win, it’s not out of merit, it’s because of the patriarchy.
I’ve been struggling to navigate this landscape of woke madness. All I want is to pursue my passion, which is art, and live a somewhat comfortable life with some money and a decent career. But apparently I’m “part of the problem”. I’m protected by the patriarchy. And because I don’t agree with throwing around moral judgements as they do (calling people n4z1s, f4sc1sts, bigots, sexists, racists left and right), that means I’m part of the problem. It means I’m “too privileged” to be aware of my “privilege”.
I’m done. I’m done debating. I’m done seeking validation. I’m done looking for people who understand me. Society intentionally misunderstands me. It intentionally misrepresents me. And it alienates me.
“If I died on the sidewalk, you’d walk right over me!”
I’m done trying to fit in.
I’m done with this shit. I’m done even engaging in dialogue with these people. Even people on this forum, who proclaim to be highly evolved intellectuals at stage yellow and above, in reality they are mostly retarded stage green wokies who suck Leo’s ass.
I’m done.
From now on I will focus on myself. I will learn to be happy on my own. I will stop engaging with these retards.
I will learn to enjoy my own art. I will learn to enjoy producing it, for the sake of producing it. I will learn to assert myself. And I will learn to stop being bothered by this madness.
I’m alone in this world. There’s no cause worth fighting for at the moment. I’m my own cause now.
“The only principle I follow, is my own.” – Max Stirner.
Fuck society. Fuck this world. Fuck self help gurus. Fuck celebrities. Fuck wokies. Fuck everything.
My aim now is to become so satisfied with being myself, with being authentic, that I could spend the rest of my life alone, in a prison cell, and still live with meaning. Of course, that is too idealistic, but it’s a good mindset to take.
I’m done feeling like a victim.
I want to feel alive. I want to feel passionate about my own life. And I don’t want to care about what others think.
I want to live with so much passion, determination, and authenticity, that I become unstoppable. 2025 is the year of waking up to reality.
From now on, I will turn my sadness into anger, loneliness into passion, fear into authenticity.
I’m ready.
My purpose is to create amazing art