The Last Man Revival
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TLMR is an ARG that takes place during an alternate history of 2021 where cyberdemons and debt wizards rule over earth's urban centers, which serve as colosseums for orgies of violence and lust to unfold and be televised for our viewing pleasure.
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Repost from Corpse World Monologues
Visibility is death:
With cloth conceal your face; with the fear of God conceal your soul. Hide yourself from prying eyes and become unpredictable. To the trustworthy compartmentalize, to the untrustworthy divert and avoid. Cover yourself and disappear because the unknown and unseen is difficult to attack.1 421
To those of you who have been here since the very beginning of this channel and know what it represents, know this: I'm back. Stay tuned for more.
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Repost from Living off the Land
Urban liberals will spend their entire lives having never hunted, fished, farmed, or accomplishing anything of value and vigor, and they will despise those that do.
They will deem themselves superior, despite living a woeful existence as a slave to powers beyond their control, and obliterating what's left of their humanity with mindless consumerism and oversocialization.
All the while, they will never realize the extent of their delusion. Even when the fire they lit burns down their home, they won't forget to tell you how evil you are as you look for a hose.
Taking these people seriously, living among them, and letting them raise your children is just as delusional.
Do not be fooled, the metropolises are no place for us.
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The child who is not embraced by the village will burn it down just to feel its warmth.
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"All health, beauty, intelligence, and social grace has been teased from a vast butcher’s yard of unbounded carnage, requiring incalculable eons of massacre to draw forth even the subtlest of advantages. This is not only a matter of the bloody grinding mills of selection, either, but also of the innumerable mutational abominations thrown up by the madness of chance, as it pursues its directionless path to some negligible preservable trait, and then — still further — of the unavowable horrors that ‘fitness’ (or sheer survival) itself predominantly entails. We are a minuscule sample of agonized matter, comprising genetic survival monsters, fished from a cosmic ocean of vile mutants, by a pitiless killing machine of infinite appetite. (This is still, perhaps, to put an irresponsibly positive spin on the story, but it should suffice for our purposes here.)" - Nick Land
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"All health, beauty, intelligence, and social grace has been teased from a vast butcher’s yard of unbounded carnage, requiring incalculable eons of massacre to draw forth even the subtlest of advantages. This is not only a matter of the bloody grinding mills of selection, either, but also of the innumerable mutational abominations thrown up by the madness of chance, as it pursues its directionless path to some negligible preservable trait, and then — still further — of the unavowable horrors that ‘fitness’ (or sheer survival) itself predominantly entails. We are a minuscule sample of agonized matter, comprising genetic survival monsters, fished from a cosmic ocean of vile mutants, by a pitiless killing machine of infinite appetite. (This is still, perhaps, to put an irresponsibly positive spin on the story, but it should suffice for our purposes here.)" - Nick Land
