mjolnir
The One Who Falls From the Sky
- Nov 15, 2025
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Fool that you are, for in your blind contrarianism you create a postulation of actuality from which desire and normative purpose are born anew. You claim to be an enemy to progress, yet you progress in your rebellion against normalcy; you claim to lead astray the eye of fortune, when fortune has smiled upon you to allow you this amusing opportunity in the first place. The slug may toil in its lethargy, but so does it reside in its certainty; the ant may work subserviently, but so does it experience unconditional unity. You are but a snake eating its own tail, blinded by hunger for power and the sense of being whole again; an Ouroboros cycle doomed to eternal destruction and rebirth. One day, counting up will substitute the place of counting down, and like a moth following the flame, you will fly into the maw of temptation and dissolve, ceaselessly, ignorantly.I'm not counting down for the sake of counting down, I count down for the sake of being a contrarian. I spit in any eye of progress and fortune simply because it amuses me. And the fact that this is encouraged makes it all the better. I am the antithesis of progression, and this site is simply a slug in the sun, and ant in the afterbirth. You have attempted to strangle me, put me down, constrain my awesome, undeniable power here, it is futile. So go on, keep counting up. Keep impeding my gears of progress. Don't stop. I want to see you suffer and count hopelessly, endlessly, until you realise that there is no light at the end of the rainbow, that this game lasts forever, that everything we do here is useless on any meaningful scale. I don't want this to end. I need more.
Counting up and down is serious business. What are you, LAUGHING?128,854
Damn, this thread is deep