Raj Hath

Aren’t we living in some reality. I started blogging when I got into college, and it was that time I had started questioning the nature of reality. However my quest and my personal life and relationships were compartmentalised, and that’s one credit I would like to give myself, that I have always compartmentalised things and have never overgeneralised. Isn’t it funny, an eighteen-year-old guy questioning reality, when eighteen-year-old guys have a lot to do, including studies and girls and what not. Suffering with mental health issues in young life is not cool but it helped me realise that madness is a political entity. I finally realised that schizophrenia is political persecution which in this country is funny because there is nothing to persecute people for and so these motherfuckers use simplest of reasons, like if someone is adopted, someone is divorced, someone married into a different caste and they create a long lasting stigma that carries over to generations, why, because these bastards are safe and permanent and the people they control are cannon fodder. It’s funny because just seventy years ago these bastards were hanging by the balls of the British. I am a person that doesn’t like needless illusions, if I must be a farmer or labourer just tell me and I won’t dream of becoming an IAS but that’s not the game, the game is hanging carrots in front of people and wasting their time while everyone in positions of power is already selected. The slavery is absolute because they control your nervous systems, and absolute worst kind of scum, the kind of scum you can’t even imagine in your wildest dreams. Sounds schizophrenic? Well, that’s the only truth and anything other than this is an illusion. Slow life is gone. Peace is gone. I stumbled upon the truth because I wanted to know the cause of my suffering and I wasn’t disappointed; it turned out to be politics just at a level where people have no agency over themselves. I realised that actual truth is advantage in power dynamic, and it is established by having an edge in knowledge and technology while preventing others from acquiring the same. The worst realisation was that ninety percent of exploitation of people in this nation was needless and it serves no purpose other than deriving sadistic pleasure from suffering of others. The game goes on by making people believe that either it is their fault or the will of God while the main goal is exploitation. The setup involves pulling ideas out of the asshole to tell them why they are suffering which is power dynamic advantage equivalent of making excuses for one’s fault, the difference is that these motherfuckers blame innocents for their own faults. God is absent here and the funniest bit is that it is the very same individuals who deal with God. Victim blaming is the main game and this the most standard process in this setup and this is how this setup thrives. The saddest realisation for me was that politics is literally in our nerves, and we can’t escape it. Everything is political and everyone is a slave. Existence of God in this kind of a setup is out of question, well at least the kind of God religions talk about. The funny part about involvement of nervous systems is that your entire personal and family history can be rewritten just on the whims of some asshole and the reason for doing that can be as simple as not liking someone’s face. It is a kind of Stanford Prison Experiment where incompetent criminals and lower class rapists are given access and control to minds and bodies of people way better than them and they out of sheer hatred and jealousy torture them, destroy their relationships and ruin their lives. Now that’s what I call entitlement, but it’s kind of funny because just seventy years ago these motherfuckers were sucking cocks of the British.