Regressing is a form of incorporating the past into the present. Altering the future, until it ceases to exist. This is the day that never comes. The ironic and bitter twist of existence. Suddenly. Without warning. Switched off. Will Smith doesn’t win another Academy Award. Instead, even his greatest fans will disappear. No heaven. No new dimension to explore. None of it being in a state of reality, or some logical conclusion to an illogical situation. The state of affairs, matter least, if one were to behold the truth as substantial evidence of permanency. Additions: The concept of propaganda giving leverage to certain individuals, for the sake of honour, or policy driven political swivel. In essence, man must subordinate himself to fit in the vacuum that fits him only, or that which he grows into. He processes his life according to a specific path of domestication. According to speculation he fulfils his life through performing monotonous activities repeatedly. For eternity...
The time has come for us to realize that life ought to not be the way we perceive and realize it to be. The lives that could've been. The existence in another dimension. The seeking for another version of the truth. The call for redemption after a life lived immorally. The perpetual focus on nothing of consequence, the expression of irrelevance. The finding of fulfillment within a system of conformity which has no bearing on the realism which befalls us all. Our senses are at war with logic and reason. The set principles laid out for the functioning of a human animal. We are not to be blamed, yet we are somehow to be found guilty, for not allowing our minds to realize its true nature, which is not limited through knowledge and power. It has no bounds, for the realm of existence knows none. Why do we find that which we do not need, why do we tolerate that which know not to be conducive to the well-being of sentience, and sanity? Why do we even allow ourselves to purs...
Chapter 2: Vegan Capitalism About 10 years ago when this book was conceived it was uncommon for vegans to be catered for throughout our society, well in South Africa at least. I remember earlier back in 2007 I had to convince people that yes I only eat plants, and that yes I do not want cheese or cream on my salad, and I will pass on some cheesecake, or not have milk in my coffee, and that I definitely do not feel the need to eat meat ever again, or scrambled eggs for that matter. It was such a frustrating experience trying to communicate with people about this that back then it was a real chore to be a vegan especially if you were trying to be a die hard one. 100% Pure. (which supposedly is literally impossible ) All these impossible questions, and demands, were set on your plate for no apparent reason, thinking back. Most people these days though still do not know what a vegan is, or even consider becoming one. At whose fault is that? For those that know, veganism is se...
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