Give Me Life!

Equalism, Feminism and pathological tolerance has made us a society of weak pathetic sissies.

Living life today is no challenge. I could do it with my eyes closed. Or drunk and drugged.

I crave experience that brings me to my edge.

I yearn for confrontation, conflict and a challenge that draws the best from me.

I have no dangers, I have no enemies, I have no challenges. I must create these things in my life to feel alive.

I DO NOT want peace.

Fuck peace. Peace is death, life is conflict. Give me life.

Fuck safety. Safety is weak, life is daring. Give me life.

Fuck tolerance. Tolerance is mediocrity, life is challenging and brutally intolerant. Give me life.

I would rather die trying to be ANYTHING other than peaceful, safe and tolerant.

All my challenges, all my conflicts, are self induced and self created. So create them I do and I will.

I live as a mythic creation, battling the diseases of decline and decay.

I am a superhero, at war with the deadly soul sucking creature of modern culture.

I live as a god, destroying the demonic forces of conformity and mediocrity.

I train as a warrior, preparing for the coming battle, knife in teeth and my death plot paid for.

My every environment is an arena. My every interaction is a challenge.

Even my bed is a battleground.

My every experience is squeezed of all its life and the marrow is sucked from it’s smashed bones as I pulverize and devour them, juices of joy dribbing down my dirty bearded chin.

Give me life.