The worst that could happen

Fall down some stairs, for example. One usually forgets the formidable enemy in which a few concrete steps can become.

A tropical disease, that would be a real bad thing.

In Yahoo Answers the worst thing that could happen to you, is being away from Jesus or losing a loved one, or having someone fucking your girlfriend. People who think that way, do not know the meaning of the word worse. Losing your hands, another writes, at least there is someone with some idea.

If it were to lose a part of the body, what would be the last one limb you would want to lose? Well, this would be a worse thing, be kidnapped by a psychokiller, and have to choose the mutilation that one would prefer. Take an eye with a spoon boiling or lose the genitals with a drill. But then it would not only be the loss, but also the torture. The loss of the member would not matter now, who has ever left alive from the hands of a sadistic murderer. It would have to be something more exquisite, an evil surgeon who would be pleased to perform clean mutilations without pain, and that then released in perfect state of health to its victims. Before the operation he only would ask: left hand or right foot? Eyes or tongue? Finger or ear? It could be even worse, he could operate the opposite choose of the victim, or patient, as they prefer to call it. Being in such a situation, even if the doctor was not a psychopath, could already be bad enough. But I suspect that this situation, a mutilation, would not yet be the worst, as long as there is life, one clings to it, even in the most miserable conditions.

If it is about elections: torture or mutilation? Or worse: today what? and tomorrow? Or; what would be worse, being tortured being innocent, being guilty or being unjustly guilty? If the torture is the same, would it make any difference? Can the one who torture be morally superior to his victim? This is an important digression.

It may be quite relative, I suppose all the victims of some act of this kind felt at that moment that it was the worst thing that could have happened to them in the life. But no one really knows. It may even not be so atrocious. It can be something so casual that passes quickly, then dies or survives. The worst must be something that you have to endure for the rest of your life. It can not be born with deformities or with the face of the Elephant Man, or be the Man without Face. That would have happened, it could not happen again. If something is the worst, is just because before, something was better. But it is also true that the worst can always get worse.

It is difficult to think of the worst without thinking about hospitals, torture, mutilations and disease. Subject as the humans are to physical laws, it can not be different. The worst is not what can happen, but maybe the easy way in the worst things can happen. All those people who suffered horrible accidents and now go around the world in a bloody video that is broadcast by email, with his faces and bodies split in two, while the medical students filming their indescribable agony by cell phone, they do not knew that was going to happen, not even a few milliseconds before. That may be the worst. But is not.

The movies have greatly exaggerated the concept of the worst. Is underestimated too much. You do not have to go too far to find bad things for real.

It is actually a sterile thought. Everyone knows it. Everyone knows the worst that could happen.

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Varg Vikernes: Revolt Against the Modern World

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Varg Vikernes. Revolt Against the Modern World, 2017.

 

I am furious.

The world is falling apart. Everything is wrong. The roof, the walls, the very foundation, everything is rotten to the core. Corrupted, twisted, broken, poisoned, ruined. Not just by a little tiny filthy group of sinister scum, but also by the stupidity and weakness of the masses. One rotten apple spoils the barrel and our barrel is thoroughly rotten. Everything in it is putrid. The whole barrel is garbage. We need to throw that shit into the abyss, get rid of it. I am furious at everything and everyone, even myself.

I am angry of the fucking educational system telling us only fucking lies. I am angry about governments, intentionally doing everything they can to fucking replace us in our own home lands, and kill us, and prisoner us, or process and punish us if we protest. I am furious at this world and I am furious at all those people would think there’s a fucking solution to this. You can just vote for or you know what or everything will be fine … Fuck you … But maybe if we do this or that … Everything is fucking putrid. Everything is rotten, there’s nothing left worth saving even. Get rid of it.

Wotan; id est furor.

So I am furious.

The world is falling apart, but we need to fall apart. We are on a race towards ourselves destruction. So yes, I am furious. Tired, so edgy I could cut through steel … Tired of being attacked all the time. I remove like dozens of shills every single fucking day … Assholes, zero subscribers, zero uploads and zero fucking senses in their heads, spoil out shit.
Because that is what mankind has turned into. What shit. And that makes me furious too.
I am furious. So don’t come here and tell me that we need to find some fucking solution.

You don’t fix something that is worthless. You get rid of and build something new. That’s what we need to do. Fuck your solutions. Fuck your political parties. Fuck your demonstrations. Fuck your actions against the NGOs in the middle Mediterranean. Fuck everything. We need to dismantle this shit. Get the fuck rid of it. Build something new. Build something. If you’re dead and you’ve been waiting for fucking ages don’t you fucking come here and try to revive the corpse or the fucking bones that are left. You need build a new human being. that’s how it works. And if they have cut all your fucking roots and you’re lying there like a rotting trunk; take a seed, plant a new tree, get some new roots. But make sure that seed is from your own fucking tree.

Wotan; id est furor.

Thank you for watching.

Varg Vikernes. Thulean Perspective, May 27, 2017